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Rollin' f*ckin' doinks, stuck it wit' some Gushers
Pop out, glizzy dumpin'
Pop out, glizzy' bussin'
b*tch, I got a Glock now, b*tch, I had a Sig
I can't talk 'bout what I do, can't talk 'bout what I did
Keep a f*ckin' stick inside a box, b*tch, I ain't Roddy Ricch
b*tch, I push up ARPs and go to choppin' sh*t
b*tch, I'm really livin' rough, so I don't be droppin' sh*t
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