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(welcome to eternal awake)

o-o-o-o-okay i’m [?]

vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom
zooming to the bank
they ask me who i do it for
i do it for the gang
cause these [?]
shootin’ in the rain
a true g*nius, your b-tch so super with that brain
free my unky, feds caught him up in a uber with some ‘caine
glock for them i’m with the cougar for today
it’s 10:51 in the lab, i can’t tell you what it is
top secret in the stash
plate the lobster with the crab
plate the za-za with the dabs
it was (haa) it was laughs
ray’s sober ain’t it funny that them p-ssies finish last
you can tell that i ain’t finished class
shoulda popped a yerk before i seen hеr, i just finished fast
deadline on thе floor you better not come a minute past
let him shoot his shot, finally they won’t even hit this glass

i used to f-ck around with yo mama, you my godson
fully switch you better pray that god come
or at least that that the cops come
how the f-ck you looking for the opps you got a prop gun
white sticks, black sticks [?], hit em with that fully switch like bing-bang
asian plug, got me geeked, i’m so ching-changed
had to put the work in for the [?]
i see you moved on to your finished days
still, still stuck on your finished way
she been sucking it for hours, is you finished bae?
yeah, sometimes the love keep me going but it’s the hate
in toronto with the drake [?]
ay-ay-ay (sh-t)
[?] in my bape
in that track-trackhawk
swoopin’ up some [?]
stomped him out in travis scotts and left the swooshes on his face

i’m either high or the weed taste like cheesecake
rockstar, i been high a hunnid weeks straight
you ain’t tryna get to it, i can’t relate
she wanna dime for her neck, that’s some cheap brain
[?] boys, called him out, he got some pee stains
did the [?], got some creased bapes
bougee b-tch hit the crib, tryna freeze grapes
bougee b-tch wake up, tryna eat crepes
[?] and we drink [?]
the type of head that i’m getting, i might be elated
is the weed laced?
i can’t think straight
you can’t get me on a track, ‘less that feat payed
im in love with the drank think its v-day
londo pulled up in that yukon not a [?]
it was 2022 if i had on 3 chains
2016, your b-tch made it to my keepsake
uh, uh, uh

through the white [?] on my face, i can’t see hate
everything seems great, don’t it
[?], he in the fake coma
moved into a new crib, i might just grab a bape sofa
it was cream, but i turned it to a grape soda
in the hood iced out, you’d think i scr-ped [?]
i’m an a-hole, yeah yeah yeah, on va
jordans off the [?]
[?]
[?] off the faygo

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