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点击复制smoked out, loced out
riding with that pistol grip
i don't love hoes, mane, i'm aiming at your skull
i need that b, that u, the d
that sticky icky, yea, that cabbage
i got to have it
i got a habit
blowing in traffic
smoked out, loced out
riding with that pistol grip
snort a little coke
put that 30 to your head
then i let that bitch rip
cause you know that i'm out here, i'm grinding to get it
kill me a opp while i'm smoking on spinach
blue berry kush how that spinach is scented
shoot me a pussy, don't got time for no bitches
i need that **, got an ounce for me
blowing on that b-l-u-n-t
smoked out, loced out
riding with that pistol grip
i don't love hoes, mane, i'm aiming at your skull
lil uzi got a little f**king gucci
what's happening?
see i be wrapping up japanese ** just like it was some sushi
getting high with them ratchet hoes
f**k them bougie bitches
twisting up the blunt like it was a noose
she didn't know i beat the pussy up?
leave them walking like a goose
i grabbed the knife, she hollered truce
i tied her tight, but she got loose
smoking too much kill
terrorist fumes
now i'm plotting in the back of a hearse smoking purp
drinking some lean, getting head just like a guillotine
smoked out, loced out
riding with that pistol grip
i don't love hoes, mane, i'm aiming at your skull