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aye, cdot man, honcho gang shit you already know i'm comin' smoke dope get hundreds guapo what up man, aye. call me geechi liberace, denim, versace, that clip get in my face, my denim be straight habachi, i said i was a one of one, they still gon' try to copy, i got bitches at the phone, runnin' 'round the open, just look at my diamonds shinin', that shit ain't nothin' but water, trap house oakland, nigga come place your order, whole lotta money, nigga its nothin' but hunnids, nigga i'm a boss and nigga you just a runner, a whole bag of cookie, we bought it just to smoke, three or four pints, we bought 'em just to pour, we order up them ones, just to let 'em go, and if we know you hang, then we know you go, honcho i smoke out the onions, i wake up and piss put a zip in my stomach, pull up put clips in your stomach, and if you ain't there put them clips in your cousin, aye, bitch i be buzzin' with hoes, funyuns, aye, i took your and then punt it, it hit me i swear that i'm leavin' a forest, aye, bitches ain't know it so after i'm nuttin', i do not be hittin' them lines, aye, bitches annoying we had to get 50's, this marko keep emptying 9's, all of my niggas they smokin' on witness's, so night stay the fuck out my blinds, nigga's be hatin' won't come to, this marko gon' blow every time, smokin' on dope in this 30k burberry trench coat, niggas talkin' that shit, 30 spit, let off 26, dead, now i only got 4, i just spoke to your bitch, she say we can't fuck cause she know i only got hoes, hit that bitch, think she talkin' bout, lil baby i dont got love i just got rolls, bitch wanna pour hearts, nah baby i don't pour hard i just only pour 4's, hit that bitch one time what you talkin' 'bout, blowin' bitch i only blow rolls, smoke some dope while i sip, pimped off in a vip, up cool fn on the hip, fn five-seven, mac 11's, we'll make a nigga shit do a flip, bitch wanna hang cause i got rolls out, cannot hang cause we gone' bring poles out, niggas sick like niggas done' froze out, fn end up blowin' niggas nose out, in a hotel bitches tryna' suck my soul out, after that i be steady tryna' roll out, i got hoes, fuck around get some hoes out, we got poles, fuck around get your smoke out, just smokin', smoke, gas. aye, cdot man
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Artist: cdot honcho