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by

Che


[Intro]
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[Verse]
Why I got all these fake friends? I know I ain't schizo'
GTA, I'm wasted, so used to f*cking bad hoes
b*tch think I'm an as*h*le, thumb up in her as*h*le
I grab on her ass, yeah, still can't get no grasp though
OG I'm smoking on gas, yeah, c-catch a bullet just like Madden, jit
I'm tripping on acid, n*gga, I'm tripping on acid, b*tch
I got kilos, kilos, smoking on mad n*ggas, damn, we smoking your last clip
My pockets so massive, n*gga, I'm cuffing the baddest b*tch
Damn, I'm higher than NASA, n*gga, no bap
She mine, yo, pass her, b*tch
So crazy n*ggas wouldn't share with me, I gave these n*ggas my last Iil' bit
'Til death do us part, I'll end all of the rationing (Rationing)
Yeah, it took my pride for me to make up with you
I took an adderall, now I'm up (Yeah, yeah)
I hopе the next b*tch know that she stuck, yеah
Feel every beat in my heart goin' "Dun, dun, dun"
I'm richer than a motherf*cker, yeah
I slip inside just like some butter, ah-ah, ah-ah
I pass that ho right to my brother, yeah
G-Geeked up, I'm so f*cked up, ether to these b*tches
She my boo just like I'm Usher, dead opps in my lungs, uh
Fall out with my brother, nympho straight from Russia
Bullets to your brother, Black coupe Ali-baba
Bullets fix your face, Chris Tucker, my b*tch, she so stuck up
Why I act so stubborn? b*tch, I don't even know ya
My heart cold like Minnesota, yeah, strike that boy like bowling
​soser said, "Them bowls in"
O-Oxycondone potion
Big bankroll like Rosé, Bull, DeMar DeRozan, all expensive clothing
Why these IG hoes be trolling? b*tch, take out that sew-in
Big flex on my Rolex, big-ass J, gon' roll it
b*tch, the GOAT has spoken, I need every token
b*tch, this chucky token
[Outro]
​​​This is mixtape of the century, pus*y n*gga
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