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[Verse 1: Dr. Tank]
Bro on the back of the greyhound
He ain’t Rosa Parks
He gotta be lowkey movin’ fifty thousand bars
2017 I was sellin’ out a thousand carts
2022 rollin’ up, back of the SVR
Make a bitch fall in love like Cupid
You would think I had molly at the end of the dark
Monkey on my back
Need OXY in my system every time it gets dark
Yeah, you love your broke
Here, smoke for your [?]
He ain’t wanna play his part
Puttin’ paper for a royalty
It gon’ break your heart
Life ain’t got no warranty
You gon’ break your peoples’ heart
They ain’t teach me what to do with this much money
All thеm people say that they lovе you
Now they actin’ funny
[?] clouds over my head
It ain’t never sunny
I think that boy a dirty player
[?] that he be drawin’
I’m good down [?]
I’m comin’ whenever he be comin’
Bitch said she want that acetone
So she can wash her nails
I said a want some acetone
So I can wash my *ass* (bleep)
He is talkin’ stupid
Like why the coke got scales
Pushin’ six hundred horses
So we call them Jake's snails
I swear to God losin’ Kay was worse than bein’ in a cell
[?] I ain’t trippin if I end up in that bitch
[?] he can hit a face even with a glitch
And we got [?]
Ain’t no ditch
Got four hundred fifty shots just out of one stick
I can hit you from a mile away campin’ in the sticks
**** (bleep) At a river we threw out 8 or 9 [?]
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[Verse 1: Dr. Tank]
Bro on the back of the greyhound
He ain’t Rosa Parks
He gotta be lowkey movin’ fifty thousand bars
2017 I was sellin’ out a thousand carts
2022 rollin’ up, back of the SVR
Make a bitch fall in love like Cupid
You would think I had molly at the end of the dark
Monkey on my back
Need OXY in my system every time it gets dark
Yeah, you love your broke
Here, smoke for your [?]
He ain’t wanna play his part
Puttin’ paper for a royalty
It gon’ break your heart
Life ain’t got no warranty
You gon’ break your peoples’ heart
They ain’t teach me what to do with this much money
All thеm people say that they lovе you
Now they actin’ funny
[?] clouds over my head
It ain’t never sunny
I think that boy a dirty player
[?] that he be drawin’
I’m good down [?]
I’m comin’ whenever he be comin’
Bitch said she want that acetone
So she can wash her nails
I said a want some acetone
So I can wash my *ass* (bleep)
He is talkin’ stupid
Like why the coke got scales
Pushin’ six hundred horses
So we call them Jake's snails
I swear to God losin’ Kay was worse than bein’ in a cell
[?] I ain’t trippin if I end up in that bitch
[?] he can hit a face even with a glitch
And we got [?]
Ain’t no ditch
Got four hundred fifty shots just out of one stick
I can hit you from a mile away campin’ in the sticks
**** (bleep) At a river we threw out 8 or 9 [?]
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