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blunt to the face need a breather
going ape sh-t i might pull up with caesar
how youngin get h-lla fly like he peter
its cause every verse like a juicy or ether

maybe cause he stack that cash by the meter
flannel and reefer i pull up with either
or maybe both like i’m drake or i’m gucci
im rolling that cali ain’t talking bout sushi

when you think profit you hear that casino
might do the most on the scene like i’m cleo
deeper connection when i held a kilo
that night air is better all black like a emo

hate breaking hunnids i’m swiping this visa
blunt getting stuffed with that potent sativa
im never stressed bout a b-tch or a diva
on top like i’m caesar, i ball like ariza

flow be so cold i got that out the freezer
got a few n-ggas that pour by the liter
ain’t got a heart sh-t i feel like the reaper
mix drugs in the beaker and turn up the speaker

n-ggas be switching like you playing twister
done with them swishers i don’t need a splitter
f-ck bout a twitter, b-tch hit me on insta
they talk ion hear em’ i call that a whisper

gripping that money swear that be the motto
don’t really drink and my b-tch like moscato
i’d rather roll me a blunt of gelato
green in the middle just like avocado

just like pistachio
fill up that patio
stacking my money as long as my raps can go

all on the table i play for the keeps
go bar for bar i do that in my sleep
go bar for bar i do that with your favorite
im twenty years old and i’m kicking that flava

my life a movie it don’t need a trailer
left so many trails you would think of the blazers
all for the haters, ball out like the pacers

watching me eat n-ggas must be the waiter
sippin oj and i’m smoking on flavors
rolling i’m grinding i must be a skater

don’t need a helmet
rock out like i’m elvis
f-ck your advice profit on his rebellious
one thing that ain’t in my blood is that selfish and one thing i never could be is that jealous

all of them times when a n-gga was helpless
i got in my bag it ain’t sh-t you could tell us

robert de niro i’m good with my fellas
stretching this cheese i call that mozzarella

pouring up kiwi, im grinding up cookie
i made a name i’m no longer a rookie
good with my words but i’m not a big talker
i never met lonzo but i’m a big baller

shoutout to famous he part of the mission
he told me i gotta make a decision
don’t see the vision you still better show yo respect like aretha no franklin i’m blankng

h-lla deposits i feel like i’m banking
blunt after blunt i’ma leave the room stanking
n-ggas tell me i’ma shake up the city
a bad boy for life and i feel like i’m diddy

eighth in my system and bottles of henny
im not a drinker but i’m feeling tipsy

3 am vibing, my n-ggas be mobbin
i call it honest but they say its modest
trust me i come off the break like i’m giannis
and if i can’t score it then f-ck it i’m lobbing

chill in the lobby i’m smoking on ozzy
sometimes on cookie not talking taraji

they know i’m with it
im profit i get it
i get wild dizzy the way that i spend it

n-ggas switch sides it ain’t know need to mend it
spark up a blizzy by time that i finish

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