Interlude
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I wake up and fuck my bitch like Martin she like Gina
I roll with Snipa TBG and Yung Schemer
Im toting onna nina its filled up with jalapeños
I can worry bout a bitch im sippin i do what i want
Im chillin whats up in my cup im rollin some sticky stuff
I remember baggin quarter bags for niggas in the burg
Now we out here flipping cali pack like nigga aint u hear
If u need exotic pack just let me know and you get served
If a nigga act on fish im bouta turn it to the purge
He gone turn it to the purge well imma turn it to the fourth
On the third ill serve some nuggas on the fifth bitch i got court
And im chillin with my niggas right there on that fucking porch
Bitches talking all that shit but out they money i extort
And that nigga talk shit now hes dead, a body, a corpse
I said we looking for a opp jus like his daddy we gone spank his ass
Fuck a onlyfans my shordies trappin off et only gas
Get sum prescriptions then i call me jigga Fugett
We be running hella shit like we the only ones to do it
I wake up and fuck my bitch like Martin she like Gina
I roll with Snipa TBG and Yung Schemer
Im toting onna nina its filled up with jalapeños
I can worry bout a bitch im sippin i do what i want
Im chillin whats up in my cup im rollin some sticky stuff
I remember baggin quarter bags for niggas in the burg
Now we out here flipping cali pack like nigga aint u hear
If u need exotic pack just let me know and you get served
If a nigga act on fish im bouta turn it to the purge
Writer(s): Micheal Christopher Mimms
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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