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Too much drank, I done lost my balance. I got guap up in the bank, don't check The balance. Shawty got brain, I she got a talent. I be ridin' fast things through the valley. I put this stuff on, I don't need a Stylist. I ball like a Maverick but ain't from Dallas. If it's three days, switch your wig, Them boys get wildin'. I be road runnin' to that money, I got mileage. It be so funny with that money, nigga stop It. Need to kill your jeweler 'cause them stones, They do not hit. You wanna hit this cup, What's inside is so toxic. You know I'm a boss, I drop down, bow, Bow, I pop it. If you see me in The club, it's not bottles, pints I'm poppin'. You can't even dab me up, you end up In that box, bitch. I was a thousand feet up, smokin' gas up In that cockpit. Nigga wanna ra-ra, We can weave and we can bop it. Turn me on that Mozart, it go crazy when The block hit. Bitch fly like Minnesota, Yeah, these stones up on me rocky. Shawty, she so gorgeous, I done told her that She got me. Think that she the one that Gon' put up a rockie. Too much drank, I lost my balance. I got guap up in the bank, don't check The balance. Shawty got brain, I heard she got a talent. I be ridin' fast things through the valley. I put this stuff on, I don't need a Stylist. I ball like a Maverick but I ain't from Dallas. If it's three days, switch your wig, Them boys get wildin'. I be road runnin' to that money, I got mileage. It be so funny with that Money, nigga stop it. Need to kill jeweler 'cause stones, They do not hit. You wanna hit this cup, What's inside is so toxic. You know I'm a boss, I drop down, bow, Bow, pop
Atl Smook — Mileage
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