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[chorus]
smoking on gas, i’m just too high
keep that g2 on my side
i just be laughing like “haha”
and she wanna f*ck, bae, you need a visa
my other b*tch bad, her name is lisa
we getting that cheese like a cheese pizza
top floor and we smoking that reefer
just poured a deuce and sh*t get me right

this b*tch obsessed, yeah, she sucking me dry
i’m getting this money, b*tch, i’m not a poser
f*ck with us, you get put on a poster
they singing my songs just like a poem
they ain’t believe, so i gotta show ’em
you talking sh*t, boy, you gotta do sum
get in that green like a f*cking crouton
he talking down, yeah, wе finna shoot sum
sippin’ that red, not no don pérignon

i don’t even rap, i just bе talking
hop on the beat, i just be walking
choking on pills, yeah, i just be coughing
never gon’ switch, put that on my coffin
i’ve been quiet, but i’ve been suffering
and this choppa be going ballistic
i be getting high, i be getting lifted
don’t know where my jeans from, b*tch, i thrifted
tryna get rich, tryna see million
better keep quiet, i don’t care ’bout your opinion
big choppa get to singing
thinking ’bout you, man, it’s been a minute
i’m with your bae, sh*t get explicit
take her shopping, she ’bouta spend it

[chorus]
smoking on gas, i’m just too high
keep that g2 on my side
i just be laughing like “haha”
and she wanna f*ck, bae, you need a visa
my other b*tch bad, her name is lisa
we getting that cheese like a cheese pizza
top floor and we smoking that reefer
just poured a deuce and sh*t get me right

this b*tch obsessed, yeah, she sucking me dry
i’m getting this money, b*tch, i’m not a poser
f*ck with us, you get put on a poster
they singing my songs just like a poem
they ain’t believe, so i gotta show ’em
you talking sh*t, boy, you gotta do sum
get in that green like a f*cking crouton
he talking down, yeah, we finna shoot sum
sippin’ that red, not no don pérignon
i don’t even rap, i just be talking
hop on the beat, i just be walking
choking on pills, yeah, i just be coughing
never gon’ switch, put that on my coffin
i’ve been quiet, but i’ve been suffering
and this choppa be going ballistic
i be getting high, i be getting lifted
don’t know where my jeans from, b*tch, i thrifted
tryna get rich, tryna see million

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