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I hit that hoe in the back of the Spot. Flawless the stones that sit on my watch. These niggas cap, they be talkin' a lot. Mashin' the gas, swerve out the lot. My bro got a wrist on him, fuck up The pot. I'm pourin' up red, ain't pourin' up Sprite. She wanna ride in the coupe, that be Hot. Had to lay low 'cause my face got Too hot. I pull up dolo when I'm on The scene. Fresh as it get, no, we not Jeans. Shawty, she wasn't on go when I seen. That was my cue, I had to leave. School of finesse, keep a trick up my sleeve. No, you cannot get one up on me. Seventy-five, I'm goin' at a high speed. Fuck the law, they won't read rights to me. Spent a twenty more, yeah, that was light to Me. My name Smooth, baby, she like it's nice to Meet. A boss, yeah, I paid the price to be. On a boat with a vibe, tryna catch me A breeze. And they say a young nigga used skate down The block. And they say a young nigga tryna come up Or not. I was waitin' my turn just starin' at the Clock. I be triggered, that's why I be totin' the Mop, yeah. Once I trip, then why I be blowin' his Eye, yeah. Once trip, then why I be blowin' his eye, Yeah. I hit that hoe in the back of the Spot. Flawless the stones that sit on my watch. These niggas cap, they be talkin' a lot. Mashin' the gas, swerve out the lot. My bro got a wrist on him, fuck up The pot. I'm pourin' up red, ain't pourin' up Sprite. She wanna ride in the coupe, that be Hot. Had to lay low 'cause my face got Too hot. I pull up dolo when I'm on The scene. Fresh as it get, no, not jeans. Shawty, she wasn't on go when I seen. That was my cue, I had to leave. School of finesse, keep a trick up my sleeve. No, you cannot get one up on me. Seventy-five, I'm goin' at a high speed. Fuck the law, they won't read rights to me.
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