Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell
Yo i've been flowin since i was twelve and locked in a cell
Have your girlfriend calling an ambulance to come scoop yo ass up
I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup
You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate
You have basically locked yourself in a crate
And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real
Yo yo yo, lets bring it from the top down, the only way is down from here,
Plagiarized swag, may arrive last
This info locked up , code can't be cracked
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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