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, i see the devil in my thoughts like what's up? ayy, you put that smoke up in the air so bitch it's up, ayy, and all my niggas just like me, don't give a fuck, uh-huh, ayy, and all my niggas just like me, boy they gon' buck, huh, ayy, trashcan coupe 'cause all my niggas dunk, ayy, you gotta shoot while it's tinted, then you done, and you gotta think about it in case you gotta run, ayy, you gotta think about your niggas on the run, uh-huh, ayy, shit i got sick of jail, ayy, and love made me numb, 'cause how the fuck you say you love me, uh, and you don't?, ayy, you done changed up, you changed and said you on, ayy, i'm tired of dishin' out this love shit on my own, ayy, i'm tired of dishin' out this money to my niggas, ayy, wait hold on, let me paint the fuckin' picture, uh, ayy, 'cause y'all will frame me like i don't really fuck with 'em, ayy, but what i'm sayin' is let my niggas out the system, uh, ayy we too if you gon' boy, the gang really miss him, ayy but i don't mean there ain't enough for us to get you, uh, ayy, like your birthday, spark your fire, we grantin' wishes, uh, ayy, hard-headed, mama told me do the dishes, ayy but i picked up the gun, you know that i ain't listen, uh, ayy, that ain't my bitch, you can call that ho my mistress, uh, ayy, and fire told me don't put trust up in these bitches, uh, ayy, i thought i lucked up, pussy sure she got a nigga, ayy, but i'ma fall back, make her wish she never with it, uh, ayy, and i'ma fall back, make her wish she never couldn't, uh, ayy, foreign lingo, i done talked her out her goodies, uh, ayy, black mask, bitch we comin' with them hoodies, i see the devil in my thoughts like what's up? ayy, you put that smoke up in the air so bitch it's up, ayy, and all my niggas just like me, don't give a fuck, uh-huh, ayy, and all my niggas just like me, boy they gon' buck, huh, ayy, trashcan coupe 'cause all my niggas dunk, ayy, you gotta shoot while it's tinted, then you done, and you gotta think about it in case you gotta run, ayy, you gotta think about your niggas on the run, uh-huh, ayy, i just think about the guap, pull up with your bitch and she tryna give me top, wrist on froze, yeah, diamonds milly rock, switcharoo that bitch, me and gang had a swap, ooh, you gon' cuff her like a cop, pull flexin' in the coupe with no top, windows tinted but i still see my opps, he standing at that corner, have my bro spin the block, ooh, chopsticks, that's a mop, how you get that glock-19 to hold a hundred shots, pull up to the graveyard, shootin' at my opps, i eat bacon with my pancakes but i don't fuck with no cops, benihana fried rice, put the butter on the top, i don't think about shit but i been thinkin' 'bout a lot, i'm in florida with my jits, they been tryna get the guap, put them killers on his ass, now that boy duckin' his top, up it then it start shit, i see the devil in my thoughts like what's up? ayy, you put that smoke up in the air so bitch it's up, ayy, and all my niggas just like me, don't give a fuck, uh-huh, ayy, and all my niggas just like me, boy they gon' buck, huh, ayy, trashcan coupe 'cause all my niggas dunk, ayy, you gotta shoot while it's tinted, then you done, and you gotta think about it in case you gotta run, ayy, you gotta think about your niggas on the run, uh-huh, ayy

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Artist: glokknine