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Gas, I'm smoking, Joe Exotic Huffing fumes, I need the chronic Through the scope, I got the optics M4 got a red beam on it My shirt got the team on it Syrup say, "Codeine" on it AP on my wrist, stuck froze with some gleam on it (Let's do this) Yeah! Bitch, aye, hey, hey I don't fuck with no one lately Run and gunnin' by myself Man, I'm sick and tired of everyone asking me for help Matter fact, I'ma go and grab the shotty off the shelf Bitch, I got a brand-new chopper, I'ma let his body melt Fast money maker, fat stack raker Bitch back-breaker, bitch, I'm mister Bring-A-Laser I'm fitted up like the mayor, ice like a glacier No smoke debater, dab wax inhaler Gas, I'm smoking, Joe Exotic Huffing fumes, I need the chronic Through the scope I got the optics M4 got a red beam on it My shirt got the team on it Syrup say, "Codeine" on it AP on my wrist, stuck froze with some gleam on it You rappers stuck in a pace All-all-all-all-all of you rappers a waste, aye Everyone talking and everyone falling in line But nobody turning a page Bitch, your whole life is a waste I got a strap with a gauge Nobody acting their age because they all stuck in a case I got 'em stuck in a cage, bitch (Mission failed, we'll get 'em next time) I don't fuck with no one lately Run and gunnin' by myself Man, I'm sick and tired of everyone asking me for help Matter fact, I'ma go and grab the shotty off the shelf Bitch, I got a brand-new chopper, I'ma let his body melt Fast money maker, fat stack raker Bitch back-breaker, bitch, I'm mister Bring-A-Laser I'm fitted up like the mayor, ice like a glacier No smoke debater, dab wax in-
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