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Fiori. I'm in Chinatown spending all my money. Yeah, he said some shit I didn't like, dummy. Yeah, she sucking on my dick just like a Dummy. In the studio, yeah, I'm going dummy. Yeah. Yeah, it's fresh, boy, I got a swag. Every day that I'm sagging, you can see my Pants. Yeah, I walk in the room, she pull Down my pants. I just wanna fuck, I don't Want no romance. Yeah, I'm taking flights right out To France. Yeah, I'm taking flights right out to Berlin. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm drinking gin. I'm drinking wine in the BnB, I was in. If you wanna follow me, then you gotta pay. If you want a feature, then you gotta pay. Yeah, yeah, I just wanna run away. Yeah, I go and catch a train, then I Go away. Oh, they said they got some K, Yeah, I'm on my way. Sixty five girls on my dick, need to go Away. Yeah, yeah, Zay pull up with the K. Yeah, opened my wallet and got a K. Yeah, they said they want a link, that shit Too cray. Yeah, you know I'm bouta fly like A bluejay. Hella bitches tryna fuck in the Backstage. Yeah, I see your mom on the backstage. You must think you're funky fresh just like Casey Craig. Shout out North Gang, yeah, shout Casey Freeze. Yeah, we're screaming free Craig till his Grave freeze. Pull up to the show with that shootie. Fiori mug a track list, shoot him in his Knee. Yeah, he fucking me 'cause he's a retard. Yo, call you up. Yeah, I'm in the car and I'm speeding super Fast. I bounce it up and down just like A mother bus. Yeah, it's free Craig, yeah, Let's kill a boss. Kicked him off the train 'cause that don't have A pass. Oh, Scooby got a spliff, yeah, I need a puff. bitch, yeah, she in The past. I'm in the right now and smoking Gas. I can't pick up the phone, yeah, I'm In the lab. Niggas going out back, go and Get a bag. I got a suit on my Ass, so I'm gonna sag. I got Ocho on my right, I got Craigs On my left. Nigga talk on that gang, then It's gonna be a death. One down on my nigga, I'ma shoot in the Head. Yeah, I'ma shoot you in the head. Fucking on my bitch, like her better with no Makeup. And I feel like Cat 'cause it's a Work to get the cake up. I pull up on the bust and turn the Fucking base up. Got some in the front, then We going out the back door. They me, saying that I can't open up that Bag up. She can ripped, she can take it Left like left hook. She don't want a O, but she take my Bitch mouth. I take her Eastside, she lives in The South. K for walk when I'm feeling kinda Shank up. I don't give a fuck 'bout that Bitch, I'm just Girl, I know you want me, I don't give a shit. All these niggas is My sons, can you babysit? I know you All these niggas copying me and I take it there. She tired of all fucking that love dick. She'll fall on me, yeah, my niggas shoot me To sky. Oh. Skrrt, skrrt.