this app trash
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•29 Jan 2022
tooka in this blunt I swear another op die like every month, Ima dog fuck her and her friend All of a 10 Ive been up Caught the ops lacking Them niggas they stuck, but they know what's up, I was gon drop a bag on they head but the bank closed, bank role, keep it on me naw I ain't fold, case closed, feds say they looking for me, had to switch it up, I remember used to wear the same clothes, now I'm up, I can't fuck the same hoes, all my diamonds froze, for real, all these niggas hoes, they ain't never been on a drill, they ain't shoot to kill, all this ice got me dripping, reminiscing all my niggas in the system, but when they out they know it's up, roll up on the ops they start ducking they know it's us, rolling up that za, all their dead homies in this blunt, had to make a new strain, cause all I smoke is runtz, niggas steady cappin, like they up next, wake they dumb ass up, ain't no time for rest, all that woofin on the net, fucking on his bitch, she fall in love, we falling back. All you niggas cap, on my momma all my line do is fucking slap, sippin on this act, niggas steady ducking, like we ion where they at. But you forever a bitch until you get your lick back.
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tooka in this blunt I swear another op die like every month, Ima dog fuck her and her friend All of a 10 Ive been up Caught the ops lacking Them niggas they stuck, but they know what's up, I was gon drop a bag on they head but the bank closed, bank role, keep it on me naw I ain't fold, case closed, feds say they looking for me, had to switch it up, I remember used to wear the same clothes, now I'm up, I can't fuck the same hoes, all my diamonds froze, for real, all these niggas hoes, they ain't never been on a drill, they ain't shoot to kill, all this ice got me dripping, reminiscing all my niggas in the system, but when they out they know it's up, roll up on the ops they start ducking they know it's us, rolling up that za, all their dead homies in this blunt, had to make a new strain, cause all I smoke is runtz, niggas steady cappin, like they up next, wake they dumb ass up, ain't no time for rest, all that woofin on the net, fucking on his bitch, she fall in love, we falling back. All you niggas cap, on my momma all my line do is fucking slap, sippin on this act, niggas steady ducking, like we ion where they at. But you forever a bitch until you get your lick back.
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