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high of pills high of the group high of the bicth yeah money come in and we lit yeah ms for the drip and it ain't even fit yeah ms for the bicht ain't even split houndreds dead that millions of shits yeah swere to god we going to the moon headshot romm lil bitch lower your tune had to tell the opps we is not on the same page put that on my government name gang shoot him close range going red on my range