Tragic Freestyle Young Thug

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[Intro]
Supah Mario
Yeah
Aahhh
I just wanna be me, can I?
Okay, listen to it

[Verse 1]
Tragic, all my niggas robbin', baskin'
Action, cameras, lights, dancin'
Actually I'm so clean I should be in someone's casket
My money not average
Pull up on your daughter in the Aston on Davins
Migos right behind me and they dippin' and dabbin'
I just pour the 8 inside of cranberry raspberry
Guwop put me onto that, yeah, free him to be exact
I just seen my priest, I got some B's on me like Da Brat
Toe jam massacre, shoot up out the Cadillac
All we know is abstract
Yellow diamonds on me, bitches screamin' "Where the cab at?"
Hopped up in that bitch and told them "Take me where the Ave at"
Call 'em hyenas, cuz the pussy niggas laughin'
Twelve took my gun, so i might just gon' and stab that
Money so tall like a muh'fucking giraffe neck
We party hard, where the fuck is RiFF RAFF at?

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