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Flaco
Front yard
Pull up like an animal
Internet
Tough guy
Runnin like an Antelope
Waist side
Kunai
Aimin at your Cantaloupe
Backwood
Full of that
California antidote
Metro
Sexual
Rollin up the petro
Yellow gold ring on feeling like sinestro
Let's go
Flexin in a new pair of prestos
I'm the rappin' deathstroke
Stacking up the pesto
My nigga I roll the blunt real fat like a textbook
I don't ever pass it like Westbrook
I don't never pass it like A.I
Put it in the coffee grounds to hide from the K9s
I kept it cool
Kept it G
Makin moves exceptionally
Rep my team
Se la vie
TimTom on my hat and tee
Where are you
Where were y'all
Didn't show love to a nigga at all
Didn't show love till I got on a blog
Fuck the PD
I don't fuck with the hogs
They shut the door right on a nigga
I'm pullin a B&E
I hit record and light that bitch up like a stick of that TNT
Sleepin on me like a B&B
I roll the dice like it's D&D
I see no niggas like CMT
Easily better than he and he and he and he
Shoulda believed in me
Im the GOAT
In a coat
I can't pronounce
At your house
Unannounced
With an ounce
Of that shit that melt you to your couch
Oh Lord I'm the illest out
Competition trynna feel us out
We the fearless and weirdest out
I'm idealist but the realest out
Look at my stance
Look at my glance
Look at my Vans - bitch
Look at my pants
Look at my fans
Turn into stans - bitch
Oh no slide up on you dolo
Like Apollo ohno Loco with the vocals though
Taking photos with the locals on the lowlow you a bozo
That's a nono bro
Sean Connery bitch I rep the league
Starting for my team bitch I'm Jeffrey Teague
When it comes to weed I have no fatigue
Lyin out your teeth yes I will indeed
Pull up quick 24x

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