
Pentagon Your Stepdad
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[Chorus]
I put a dub in the tank and we pushing this bitch 'til we can't even drive no more
Fuck it, I don't really get high no more
My mouth get dry like raisins
Counting this cheddar with some of my niggas, I just met a few Caucasians
We getting bitches while most of you niggas get sick of us adding up payments
[Verse]
I ain't been selling much as of lately, I'm asking brodie for food
He wasn't tryna be rude and foenem was hell of a dude
But, he told me I gotta focus and I gotta move 'cause I can't be stuck in the city
I'm out of Chicago and I'm from the eastside, I can't let the jungle forget me (Ooh, yeah, ooh, ayy)
She on my hotline, gotta shoot for the star like a Glock 9
Can't be stuck in the jungle, that's not fine
I'ma need that green, I'm Popeye
I'm a black sheep, I speed past stop signs (Bitch, ayy, ayy)
Come get your bitch, she feigning for penis (Yeah, ayy)
Be like my pops, I don't need no fetus (Uh, uh)
Spiritual nigga, I don't need no Jesus (Uh)
Just be yourself, I'll peep your genius
Be yourself, I— (Ayy, but)
[Chorus]
I put a dub in the tank and we pushing this bitch 'til we can't even drive no more
Fuck it, I don't really get high no more
My mouth get dry like raisins
Counting this cheddar with some of my niggas, I just met a few Caucasians
We getting bitches while most of you niggas get sick— (Bitch, ayy, ayy)
I put a dub in the tank and we pushing this bitch 'til we can't even drive no more
Fuck it, I don't really get high no more
My mouth get dry like raisins
Counting this cheddar with some of my niggas, I just met a few Caucasians
We getting bitches while most of you niggas get sick of us adding up payments
[Verse]
I ain't been selling much as of lately, I'm asking brodie for food
He wasn't tryna be rude and foenem was hell of a dude
But, he told me I gotta focus and I gotta move 'cause I can't be stuck in the city
I'm out of Chicago and I'm from the eastside, I can't let the jungle forget me (Ooh, yeah, ooh, ayy)
She on my hotline, gotta shoot for the star like a Glock 9
Can't be stuck in the jungle, that's not fine
I'ma need that green, I'm Popeye
I'm a black sheep, I speed past stop signs (Bitch, ayy, ayy)
Come get your bitch, she feigning for penis (Yeah, ayy)
Be like my pops, I don't need no fetus (Uh, uh)
Spiritual nigga, I don't need no Jesus (Uh)
Just be yourself, I'll peep your genius
Be yourself, I— (Ayy, but)
[Chorus]
I put a dub in the tank and we pushing this bitch 'til we can't even drive no more
Fuck it, I don't really get high no more
My mouth get dry like raisins
Counting this cheddar with some of my niggas, I just met a few Caucasians
We getting bitches while most of you niggas get sick— (Bitch, ayy, ayy)
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