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letra de weed connoisseur - teejayx6

[verse 1]
yesterday i spent 3 bands on a gucci
then threw a n-gga from off a high bridge like i’m [?]
i just charged a n-gga $100 for some fake cookie
how you get robbed, lil n-gga? you a real p-ssy
pop a n-gga in some gucci then throw away the hoodie
you put yo d-ck in and bust? boy, you a rookie
i’m bout to boost my credit up and get a range rover
soon as i shoot you in yo face, n-gga, game over
i sent yo b-tch my location and she came over
y’all n-ggas still stuck and 12 y’all still runnin trains on her
i’m bout to buy a new car just to run a n-gga over

[verse 2]
then go hide his body in the motor
i’m tryna get rich, so i’m bout to rob the [?]
spent 5 thousand on somebody’s debit card but i give no f-cks
y’all think i get rich off credit cards, well i get all figures
tired of y’all lame ass n-ggas stealing my sauce pictures
was boutta shoot a n-gga, but he just wanted a f-ckin’ picture
that’s why i gotta chill out, man, i be paranormal
he thought he was getting drugs, but i sold that n-gga steroids
tried to get a gun through the detector when i was goin to school
tried to go inside a n-gga head with a [?]
i just had a meeting with a rich weed connoisseur
catch a body with my gun and throw it in the sewer
i was gonna wait to drop another mixtape, but it’s comin soon (i’m bout to drop)
[verse 3]
i know a couple gds, free larry hoover
i live my life off of freebandz, somebody call future
k!ll a n-gga while he young and end his future
i just made about 5 hundred thousand off a f-ckin’ computer
they put my [?] in jail cause they found out he’s a lame k!ller
i’m bout to k!ll myself cause i got these cards on me and saw a state trooper
cause sh-t, i’d rather do that, they try to run from em
i heard you seen your opp at the store and you ran from him
my n-gga said he got some bowls, i need a can now
and i’m bout to stab a n-gga in his neck with a can opener (urgh)
rob the liquor store then go to sleep on a n-gga sofa
don’t let me see her bro, i swear i’m bout to rob oprah
i think i made like, 50 thousand off of south dakota
bout to k!ll my mans, cause he asked for my [?]
[?], lookin like a magic potion
lame ass n-gga, boy, i heard you still be using lotion

[verse 4]
i just cut into this n-gga like “you got a problem?”
yo b-tch just cut into me like “boy, you got a condom?”
a n-gga ran off with my money, i’m bout to go and find him
my b-tch knocked the ho out like ronda rousey
i get rich of credit cards before y’all heard of it
[?] ran off with my money, k!ll his daughter and stuff her in the potty
i’m bout to get a fake id, [?] to name myself [?]
they called a n-gga, they called dave [?] cause they shouldn’t have tried (b-tch)

- teejayx6

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