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Hm, Hm Yeah
Lets go
(Ma Ma Miners Studio)
Dogshit Worker
Dogshit Employee
See the yeezys on the feet
Ran up fucking 30's
Nah bitch I ran up 60's
Give me the addy
Send the location of that pint
Gonna take his fucking life
School Shooter she a dyke
Caught lacking at the checkout with them visa swipes
Climb the rap game like this a staircase
Caught Emma lacking shooter hit her in her fucking face
Tay-K Imma slide down gonna do the race
Get so damn high that I'm out here in outerspace
Got the drank bitch I drank it
High as hell feel like Aladin on that blanket
Sold a 6th grader a cart, Bitch I laced it
If it ain't cash they'll fucking trace it
Why you on them eggshells? Ops hit send they ass to hell
I just woke in I don't ring no fucking doorbells
Shitty worker, I don't even wanna talk about my boy Del
Veggie whopper, Why you smell?
Old packs send it threw the mail
Caught a witch lacking, She give me spell
Don't go to school, Don't need them fucking paralels
Ooh what's that smell? That's that YSL
Don't run and tell
Free Solokel
In bikini bottom smoking that kelp
In the trap theres no one
I am the only son
Run up switch blade on the gun, You better run
Smoking on these runtz
Feel like fortnite I gotta pump
Now yo bitch gotta run
Yea I got a 3 piece
With a fucking heat heat
Run up on me sheet sheet
Jayden kinda lackin he needa skeet skeet
Her loss I guess, I don't feel depressed
Bro retarded why she say that
Smoking emma pack that loud pack
Run up on the back, take a couple shots, Where my bail at?
Can't duplicate I'm 1 of 1
Seen only new bitches, not no new guns
Pull up semi shooting sum
Emma is none to none a fucking bum
Run up some change just to get yo fucking funds
Shooting .223s, You shooting none to nones
Sorry your granny was molested by a fucking nun
(What, What the fuck)
What was you thinkin goofy you is none to none
RIP to Carsen the fallen son
Scam a mothafucka for a Apple M1
What was thinkin Apple M1 thats a M2
Pull up like I shoot sum like Mark 2
Speaking of Mike, I need to shoutout Mark P
Mr. Peterson need a mothafuckin leash
Shoutout BK, That's mothafuckin Andrew
Fuck around and get a clue
Home of the Window Lickers and the fools
Free Malachi that's the mothafuckin gang
Never fuckin stoppin till we get what we aim
Stop playing this goofy like a mothafuckin game
Bro switched up on yo homie, Just for some fucking change
Lean so hard, I need another drank
That purple stuff, Pour me up a fucking 8th



Writer(s): Aden Micheal Bergs, Cody Simpson



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