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(Jose the Plug) Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Shit, it's summertime, of course the block scorching White tee, designer jeans, I might rock Forces Gang pulled up double-cupped up, Wock'-pouring Brodie slid through GLE, he just drop foreigns I was up as early as the roosters, you should stop snoring Life a movie, you should watch it while you popcorn it Thumbing blues made me a monster, I can't stop scoring Get the bag and power slam that bitch just like Bob Orton Back in school, I had F's, plus I was insubordinate Now they spinning on the tires, every single foreign whip Always talk my little shit now I'm recording it Thirty Slapwoods in rotation, got a forest lit Arе you a Jedi or a rapper? You just forcing it I've been playеd out the Georgia trips, I'm heading north with it Another obstacle to hurdle, 'nother door to kick Ever went for the first down and been short a inch? Damn near died a couple times, I guess I'm lucky Population less than a hundred, bro out in West Kentucky Huh, said you never seen me scamming, but that's 'cause by the time you went in store, I was sending dummies Deep in my bag, geeked up, get deep in my thoughts You ain't live what I lived, seen what I saw Red or purp' what I sip, green when it's fraud (ShittyBoyz, long life $cam, phew) Letras de canciones Shit, it's summertime, of course the block scorching White tee, designer jeans, I might rock Forces Gang pulled up double-cupped up, Wock'-pouring Brodie slid through GLE, he just drop foreigns I was up as early as the roosters, you should stop snoring Life a movie, you should watch it while you popcorn-ing Thumbing blues made me a monster, I can't stop scoring Get the bag and power slam that bitch just like Bob Orton I ain't bougie, I still rock Jordans Before I went and copped a safe, used to top-drawer it They trynna ride the wave, catch 'em at the dock, boarding For them dollar-dollars, shit, I got a soft spot Sacrificed and risked a bunch and I lost lots Now I'm chillin' victorious, sittin' on top Hutch, Icebox, Johnny Dang, not no pawn shop Free my babies out the kennel, got my dogs locked It ain't New Year's Eve when that ball drop Unky in the pot You ain't got a buck up in your pocket, funky to the socks Vintage sneaks deadstock ain't shit dusty but the box Lightshow, that's my neck Trife hoe, that's my ex Talkin' 'bout a quest, you only hit two states (That's light as hell, man, you gotta run your miles up) Shit, it's summertime, of course the block scorching White tee, designer jeans, I might rock Forces Gang pulled up double-cupped up, Wock'-pouring Brodie slid through GLE, he just drop foreigns I was up as early as the roosters, you should stop snoring Life a movie, you should watch it while you popcorn-ing Thumbing blues made me a monster, I can't stop scoring Get the bag and power slam that bitch just like Bob Orton Shit, ayy, I can't stop scoring I'm a motherfuckin' monster, I can't stop scorin' Life a fuckin' movie, you should popcorn it My life a fuckin' movie Ayy ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, Long Live $cams This our decade, this our century, this our millennium, huh, yeah From Letras Mania