Smoke, hold that shit in till you choke
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If you really tryina get on
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Smoke, hold that shit in till you choke
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[Hook]
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Yeah I’m really tryina get on
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And smoke, hold that shit in till I choke
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Yeah they wonder how I got on, see I got selling dope
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17 with a quarter ounce of coke
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Yeah I’m really tryina get on
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And smoke, hold that shit in till I choke
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Yeah they wonder how I got on, see I got selling dope
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17 with a quarter ounce of coke
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Yeah I’m really tryina get on
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And smoke, I’m loaded, I feel like I could float
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My finger tips are numb, my finger nails are full of coke
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I’m solid under pressure, ain’t now way that I would fall
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This is for them bitches that I fuck on the road
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How you been, tell your friends that, that man is cold
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I’m better yet, I’m on, them z’s got me dizzy
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I don’t know, how the fuck I got home from my show
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I wake up in my bed, next to 2 chicks I never met
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I’m in France, mixing bubble hash with my cigarettes
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Amsterdam for the day before I fly home
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2 zips of kush got my mind gone
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Mushrooms, I’m gone, everything I needed
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I wake up and I’m drinking, I fall asleep early in the evening
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I ain’t leaning, yeah they asking what I’m breathing
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That shit they can’t get, 17 reasons for his ass
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[Hook]
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Yeah I’m really tryina get on
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And smoke, hold that shit in till I choke
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Yeah they wonder how I got on, see I got selling dope
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17 with a quarter ounce of coke
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Yeah I’m really tryina get on
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And smoke, hold that shit in till I choke
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Yeah they wonder how I got on, see I got selling dope
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17 with a quarter ounce of coke
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Yeah I’m really tryina get on
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I’m faded tryna stay awake, I love the A but I’m really tryina stay away
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They say my name’s buzzing crazy when it come to way
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Clip full of carbon bullets flying at the throw away
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Fed cases they don’t go away
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They let you dig your own hole, we sold our soul for 100k
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I’m on this yellow, fuck a purple spray
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I wake up in the morning like damn I missed another flight
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I tell the pretty bitch to turn around
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Let me see you popping pick the money up from off the ground
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When it’s dry you know I got it popping in a couple towns
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20 pounds, that’s 120 thous, I’m really counting money now
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I went from blow money to this hoe money
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I went from hoe money to this show money
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Half a mill in a waterproof duffle, blowing kush out the sun roof
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I’m loving how I really hustle
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[Hook]
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Yeah I’m really tryina get on
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And smoke, hold that shit in till I choke
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Yeah they wonder how I got on, see I got selling dope
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17 with a quarter ounce of coke
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Yeah I’m really tryina get on
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And smoke, hold that shit in till I choke
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Yeah they wonder how I got on, see I got selling dope
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17 with a quarter ounce of coke
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Yeah I’m really tryina get on
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Yeah I got a few raw, and I’m just tryina get back in my zone
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Yeah I’m really tryina get on
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Yeah I got a few raw, and I’m just tryina get back in my zone
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Yeah I’m really tryina get on
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Yeah I got a few raw, and I’m just tryina get back in my zone
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Yeah I’m really tryina get on
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Yeah I got a few raw, and I’m just tryina get back in my zone
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Yeah I’m really tryina get on
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Yeah I’m really tryina get on
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And smoke, hold that shit in till I choke
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Yeah they wonder how I got on, see I got selling dope
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17 with a quarter ounce of coke
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Yeah I got a few raw, and I’m just tryina get back in my zone
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Yeah I’m really tryina get on.
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Get On
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| Berner |
