** ** fuck ** fuck
Who I what
I got a couple bands with my mans and a fruit
They got a couple cams gas in the cup
We aint in the shell station
But the hands in the park yeah
I burn this motherfucking doubt
The group isnt on fire
Well I bet it is
Now in the volume of the bottom when it all fall down
Imma show them what I gotta make it off all now
Just stuck up watch
I just wanna just wanna go
I just wanna just wanna
I just wanna
I just wanna I just wanna
** fuck
Welcome to the rain welcome to the mash
Welcome to the stage
I got a matter
When anybody hates
Imma pick it up and hit this ** in their
Fate say
Ah ** shit yeah **
Twenty shot jack
What the ** you all know about that what yeah
Why why why why
Oh ** why why
** oh ** here we go
The same
What
What what
What what
What what
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