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[Verse]
Uh, I'ma keep up with the smoke, no tote, no scope
Carry bags with me everywhere, make into a mold
Oh, it’s cold on my wrist, rubber bands can't match that
I ain't got that, but we still makin’ rackjacks
Flippin' over rats, I forgot the spooky niggas, uh
Way into the other side, peep 'em try to slide
No, this is not a homicide, more a suicide
They won't get it right this time, nor another sign
What's next about a bitch? Crazy, bein' super thick
Needa dance on the dick, right now, make it swift
Collectin' all the chips, we can see this shit shift, uh
I already called, spillin' sauce before the riff, uh
[Verse]
Uh, I'ma keep up with the smoke, no tote, no scope
Carry bags with me everywhere, make into a mold
Oh, it’s cold on my wrist, rubber bands can't match that
I ain't got that, but we still makin’ rackjacks
Flippin' over rats, I forgot the spooky niggas, uh
Way into the other side, peep 'em try to slide
No, this is not a homicide, more a suicide
They won't get it right this time, nor another sign
What's next about a bitch? Crazy, bein' super thick
Needa dance on the dick, right now, make it swift
Collectin' all the chips, we can see this shit shift, uh
I already called, spillin' sauce before the riff, uh
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