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We gotta finish this shit But really, we just startin' this shit Cut you with the orange O with the J Or orange with the juice, whatever you wanna call it Shout-out to my brother Spitta and the whole Taylor Gang Appreciate y'all, been a part of this whole process It wouldn't be the same without you Wouldn't try to do without you Whether or not you woke up and think, "I forgot" We still the ones that remind you to smoke some pot We still the ones that want you to empty ash trays Lay your outfit, top before you goin' out You the shit for the money, yeah, not for the clout Do a show, throw it fat, do be in a crowd Make sure my outfit is the one standin' out You get it later, but I get it now Kush in the O, Kush got me moving slow Don't gotta tell the truth, it's already wrong (It's all up though, all up) Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Kush in the O, Kush got me moving slow Don't gotta tell the truth, it's already wrong From Letras Mania