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[Intro]
Skys is my hero
Ay yo Ian!

[Verse]
Spend a lil' bag on some kicks
Tryna Patek the wrist
Ride with a chopstick
Havin' my way with these b*tches
I smoke out the zone
I'm clearin' my conscience
I'm in the muhf*ckin' 6
I'm tryna drift
I'm on some wild sh*t
Know that she gon' let me hit it
This hoe got some sticky
And I'm bout to dive in
Like it, I want it, I get it
She suck me terrific
And she a lil' toxic
f*ck is a 10 on the way
b*tch I gotta admit
I got me some options
I get this sh*t how I live
Can't ride in no Civic
The drank got me nauseous
Talkin' 'bout hunnids and fifties
And hunnids and fifties
'Cause n*gga I'm locked in
b*tch it feel like I was chosen
Pockets heavy like a boulder
These chopper bullets fold 'em
b*tch I thought that I already told ya
I'm on molly I can't focus
That's real ZaZa when I roll up
I put Prada on my b*tch
Got that Glock, don't make me poke ya
My n*ggas gon' soak ya
They chop ya boy, like coke, ya
I ain't worried bout no b*tch
These n*ggas be lackin' I ride with them sojas
I was down bad on my di*k
We in that Testa-goddamn-rossa
I got these b*tches gettin' lit
Put her on X now we a lil' closer