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[Verse 1]
That ambien in my ink pen
Move the brown squares like wheat thins
Y'all five days and a weekend
Stay smokin' on that defense
That's 2 or 3 and I'm zonin'
Got money like I cloned it
Your b**h came through and I owned it
Rims on the Caddy and I ice-cream coned it
Homie, you ain't hitting on nothin'
Drop that top when I hit that bu*t
Pimp so hard it's a full time job
Swear, 12 stacks in my garage
b**h n***as, tell me what it's gon' be
Young n***a chop it up [?]
Come to the D, don't hit OGs
And my advice is stay low-key
[Bridge]
b**h we great x2
f**in' set
b**h we jump up x2
We gotta have it
We gotta get it, x2
We gonna take it
b**h we jump x2
We gotta make
Go
[Verse 2]
Couple rocks on them [?]
Your b**h here smoked my trippy stick
Ridiculous [?] on her lips
And it's over with, I'm over it
No sober sh** [?]
Y'all hoe told me come over here
So guess what n***a it's over with
And it's over with