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Yuh Haha You Yuh I stick with my niggas Im stuck with my brothers Don’t fuck with no others You talk and you stutter I’m moving like butter I’m smooth like a blunt And I get what I want Cuz I go and I get it I know when I got it Cuz then I can hold it You folding before you can mold it Ya future I roll like a boulder Move over i bootcha Don’t drink no kombucha Cuz that shit is nasty Smoking a lot so my vocals is raspy I’m where the wraps be You where the rats be Hop in a taxi it look like a quaalude 100 a pill? Letras de cancionesThat’s a rack that I pay dude Sour patch kid in my fridge Dripped with the acid I’m tripping Im rigid I’m flaccid I puff and don’t pass it Until I am satisfied Act like a hoe best believe I keep that in mind Look at this tat of mine Up on my forehead I’m getting more bread than ever before and I’m happy I’m sad and I’m angry I’m all of dat I love my baby she pretty I call her that Care bout my woman and care bout my family You on the floor and I’m up in the canopy Eating bananas and roaches and centipedes Harder to trust niggas Wish there was ten of me So many try to be friend of me Few are befriending me Can’t talk to no one on ketamine Why you on addies that’s methamphetamine Take a few shots roll a spliff and I let it be No one ahead of me I was gon punch in but then i’d be lazy Line of sight hazy Pulling out tulips you pushing on daisies (Darkie you crazy!) It always amaze me How many people inspired Admire me All i do spit animate smoking fire tree "Nigga how high are we?" Dont ask me Im asleep in this cryofreeze Chamber Ice I always come with that danger Pipes I will not smoke with no stranger Fights Sweet baby jesus yo manger Nice Won't do that verse til you payed your Price Im going up wassup yeah i gotta lotta Problems up my butt i shit outta hotter Track i feel it fade, the thought outta bought a Vice Im in new heights Im in new territory And im very horny Here to fuck it up until my nuts are busted Lust encrusted lots of custard Don’t trust the mustard Ketchup better Wetcha bed you bet i get up Like Ducking all you mcs Talking on me Shot of your screen on ya story You ain't even tag me, ain't important I ain't even respond Hope you respawn Your career Nigga disappear Trigga gripping queer Is it worth the years? I wanted nothing but happiness for you Ain't posting bout you cuz you need the attention A mention from me start a numbers ascension Get that on yo own We some men and we grown I dont fuck with my phone Cuz you live in it nigga Don't Hahaha From Letras Mania