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I sip purple drank, this that Chowder, got me drowsy
Your girl she pull through to crib with no outfit
I don't smoke no cigs, late night I'm rolling spliffs
She fucking with the kicks, and fit is too sick
My J's, my LeBron's, the NBA on my feet
I don't really ball, but I'm Miami with the heat
You can't see the bigger picture, really what you see is cropped
Shoulda been a bartender, cos I'm making all the shots
I got Indian women give me red dot top
Fuck around and put a red dot on the opps
I done took the stage, so you gotta gimme props
My songs like the rain, niggas waiting for the drop
I make the waves, so you catch my drift
She overstayed, so I called a lift
On mother's day, I might hit a milf
I'm on the way, I'm going for the kill
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I'm going for the mils
Take what's mine and then I dip
Pour that mud, I'm not a pig
I'm iced out, I'm getting chills
TBH, I quit the pills
High off THC, the weed fulfills
Nigga I'm a fucking hunter
Seen your girl in leopard prints
If I hadn't pulled out
I woulda had too many kids
Haven't heard by now
They underrating all my shit
Niggas finna plan a heist
Shit, I might just be the lick
Talking shit, you might need mad protection
Like a contraceptive
Choppa got a dick and it's been edging
Don't make me a shooter
She showed me ass in No Nut November
I got sick of waiting
Drive me crazy like a drunken uber
Hit her like a hooter
Better know your place
I don't fuck with intruders
Oh shit, I'm tripping on that acid
On another fucking planet
I got so fucking stoned
coulda sworn I was with Medusa
I got the ice, so fuck a cooler
I make the waves, so you catch my drift
She overstayed, so I called a lift
On mother's day, I might hit a milf
I'm on the way, I'm going for the kill
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- Hip-hop & Rap