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Its
your
boy
duke
yeah
Its
your
boy
duke
yeah
Its
your
boy
duke
yeah
Goddamn
it's
ya
motherfucking
boy
Yeah
you
know
I'm
getting
lit
yeah
Smoke
one
for
the
boy
huh
If
you
with
the
shit
Then
turn
me
up
some
more
Man
I
came
to
run
it
up
I
ain't
really
got
no
choice
Got
a
drink
up
in
my
cup
Yeah
it
help
me
fill
the
void
In
the
hot
chick
turning
up
I
can't
hear
shit
from
the
noise
Any
bitches
tryna
fuck
Can
get
passed
on
to
my
boys
Promise
I
done
had
enough
Feeling
like
I'm
a
Jackboy
Fuck
any
hater
nigga
goddamn
man
I
been
stacking
up
my
money
feel
like
bandman
The
way
I'm
giving
gifts
Nigga
feel
like
Santa
A
nigga
feel
like
Juice
pop
a
perc
with
Fanta
And
when
the
money
call
promise
imma
answer
My
momma
got
the
strap
turn
into
dancers
These
Niggas
talk
for
cat
bitches
building
fandoms
I
can't
be
on
tinder,
won't
catch
me
with
a
random
I
always
got
my
niggas,
that's
some
shit
I'll
stand
on
The
way
these
Nigga
bitching
they
gone
need
tampons
Yeah
I'm
bout
my
business,
I
don't
take
no
days
off
The
way
these
Nigga
hate
me,
you
would
think
I'm
Chris
Paul
Goddamn
it's
ya
motherfucking
boy
Yeah
you
know
I'm
getting
lit
yeah
Smoke
one
for
the
boy
huh
If
you
with
the
shit
Then
turn
me
up
some
more
Man
I
came
to
run
it
up
I
ain't
really
got
no
choice
Got
a
drink
up
in
my
cup
Yeah
it
help
me
fill
the
void
In
the
hot
chick
turning
up
I
can't
hear
shit
from
the
noise
Any
bitches
tryna
fuck
Can
get
passed
on
to
my
boys
Promise
I
done
had
enough
Feeling
like
I'm
a
Jackboy
I
had
to
do
it
I
ain't
really
have
no
choice
Up
late
night
out
with
your
bitch
I'm
screaming
I
lost
my
voice
It's
like
bowling
in
these
streets
The
way
I
strike
with
no
remorse
She
say
my
name
Sunday
service
The
way
call
the
spirit
and
rejoice
If
I
hit
her
it's
all
green
No
text
message
no
Android
All
her
neighbors
mad
at
me
Banging
like
a
speaker
make
noise
Pokemon
it
be
my
squad
Peak
at
you
and
then
blastoise
My
red
beam
will
have
you
skywalkin
I
ain't
talking
no
Star
Wars
All
my
bitches
stay
in
line
Nothing
but
love
up
for
the
boy
I
ain't
Gotta
ask
for
much
She
gives
it
straight
up
to
the
boy
Yeah
she
want
a
nigga
that's
cracking
You
aint
shit
you
stale
my
boy
Sniffing
on
the
whitest
powder
You
might
get
too
pale
my
boy
Goddamn
it's
ya
motherfucking
boy
You
know
I'm
getting
lit
yeah
Smoke
one
for
the
boy
If
you
with
the
shit
Then
turn
me
up
some
more
Man
I
came
to
run
it
up
I
ain't
really
have
no
choice
Got
a
drink
up
in
my
cup
Yeah
it
help
me
fill
the
void
In
the
hot
chick
turning
up
I
can't
hear
shit
from
the
noise
Any
bitches
tryna
fuck
Can
get
passed
on
to
my
boys
Promise
I
done
had
enough
Feeling
like
I'm
a
Jackboy
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