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Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Hey. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Oh. Brand new coupe ain't red just like glass tint. Had to do the dash, I'm gon' smash that. All these diamonds pass, I can't fast that. But might hit ho up in the trap before The Air Max. I ain't get no cash, so you're living backwards. We missing the bus time, so we ride backwards. Pockets look like lineman, I'm the catch and tackle. Before I had a bale, I had the nickel Sack up. Whoa. I count on faces, it don't matter. Whoa. It cold, it inflation my bladder. Whoa. I only flex the baker matter. Whoa. That boy a talker, just a chatter. I'm rocking this new drip, yeah, check out the Pattern. I get on my body, I might let them Saddle. Pulled up in something fast, The motor Italian. I be with some snakes, yeah, with some reptiles. Brand new coupe ain't red just like glass tint. Had to do the dash, I'm gon' smash that. All these diamonds pass, I can't fast that. But might hit ho up in the trap before The Air Max. I ain't get no cash, So you're living backwards. We missing the bus time, so we ride backwards. Pockets look like lineman, I'm the catch and tackle. Before I had a bale, I had the nickel Sack up. Whoa. Yeah. Before I had had the nickel sack up. Pockets look like lineman, I'm the catch and tackle. Rex, yeah. Big Rex. Talkin' 'bout busting at the seams. Talkin' 'bout busting. Rock out. Rock out. Rock out.
Atl Smook — Glass Tech
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