Fuck, fuck
I got I got lil' Goxan on this motherfucker
I got lil' Goxan on this motherfucker
Fuck, fuck
I ain't got no drink, I just do a lil' store run
Purchase my zip, I just use a lil' coupon
Tinted black truck, I might get out the Yukon
I'll send you two opens, you get me a new gun
Everybody sleep, piled up on a futon
Real zaza, you ain't havin' a real one
Blend in with the hood, chameleon
Make some hot shit, tell the twin to come check it out
This took me thirty minutes, I do this for breakfast now
Fine shit, push up, I ain't got shit to text about
Promo the tape, tell the twin to go get the tape
BandLab love me, we not tryna seperate
Back then, nigga wasn't tryna collaborate
Open up the bag, the 'za smell evaporate
Lil' twin fake cough, overexaggerate
Nigga got quickdraw, bet you gon' back away
Do a lick, run home, I don't come out 'til Saturday
You got that fire, what you doin' is some pepper spray
Hit the lil' blunt one time, take my breath away
I gotta stay off these drugs, take my health away
Roll up my 'za, blow down on Expressway
Go to sleep at the trap, sleep 'til the next day
When I'm geeked up, I just do shit the worst way
Hood store broke, I came out with monyun
We can play 'round, just don't play with my fundyuns
Still on the block, I done caught me a sun tan
I'm still pushin' up, I still ain't unbanned
Gun range outside, dump that bitch one hand
I got the drip on me, I ain't even do shit
Come to the safe spot, we just got new shit
I been gettin' high all day, I ain't choose shit
I'm taxin' right now, this shit high for exclusive
Lil' twin set if off, he think he Boosie
Off-White dunks, I ain't put on no Gucci
Fine shit model, she think she Karrueche
Act like I ain't seen her, I just act like I'm new to this
Lil' twin, drop your shit, you gotta be true to this
Lil' LAZER hot, who the fuck is they foolin' with?
Trade my lil' fire, I discovered some newer shit
Fuck, fuck
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