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[Lyrics]

Aye
Big gas what I smoke
Yung Heartstopper baby I don't gotta cut throats
(Buck)
She a freak under the sheets like a ghost
Unavailable emotionally only want hoes
Like bitch right now I'm tryna chill
Off a couple pills
Hit the plug up for some Klonopin the doctor says I'm ill
Uh uh
What's the deal
Bitch I keep it real
I ain't in it for the money wipe my ass with dollar bills
Bad goth momma know she gon' put it on me
I'm a skinny mothafucka like my women nice and bony
See the difference between me and you is you rent it to own it
I buy that hoop-d out cash then I drive it like I stole it
(Buck)
What the fuck you fucking ducking for?
Sent shots to your dome but no one was home
Big nuts hanging low like a fucking bull
Fuck everybody I'm fucked I'll put that shit in fucking bold

When I die God gonna resurrect me
I swear I got a gift my dad and momma blessed me
Addictive genes I got tussin in my Miss Me's
Take anything you got my life's too motherfucking messy
I'm plotting sabotage
Taking what's mine
I'm barely scraping by
Still dreaming of dollar signs
Shawty hit my line told me I'm one of a kind
I said that's public information you can look me up online

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