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(album: Until We Meet Again - 2022)


And we stopped sipping Tris' so it's back to the Wock' now
So we back to the Wock'
We stopped sipping Tris' so it's back to the Wock' now

Yeah, we stopped sipping Tris', so we back to that Wock' now
Only money orders coming right out my compound
And I pop on that pill and I geek
Swear to God, with that purple, I feast
Had to smack me away with that leash
In my mind, I just wanted some peace
And I roll wit' the demons by three

We can pour four right inside of that two, baby girl, right there, slow motion
Arch on yo' back, get on ya knees, ha, fuck it, you boasting
I'm on that err, I'm on that E
Fast pace, my motion
Call on the dead, then he deceased, uh
Play wit' the potion

Fourty-one almond, my wrist looking freeze
And my bitch by my side and she know that I'm tipsy
Yeah, I'm living the sweet life, but not wit' the Tipton
Now I'm hating my life, 'cause this shit getting sticky
And you think that I got it, but still, I feel empty
Lost sight of my vision, I know you resent me
And I flex on my opps, 'cause this shit, it get heavy
This is a Plain Jane, boy, it get hectic
Step on her, I want my bih tall
R.I.P six for a kid, phone
Rocking that diamond, that piss stone
I can't do drugs, I get pissed off
She take that dick like a tip on
I slide up in it like sick bones
Serving that pussy like, bit-la-bong
Price on ya head, lil bruh, ya gone
Yeah, big .40 wit' a thick shorty and you know how I'm rolling, damn
My lil' bean like sensu beans, but fuck it, man, we ain't going, uh
Shaking nerves when ya next to me, 'cause I'm off the drugs and I'm coasting
And the pills small like a sesame seed, but this shit got me floating

And the pills small like a sesame seed, but this— got me floating
And the pills small like a—, but it fucking got me
Let's go

We can pour four right inside of that two, baby girl, right there, slow motion
Arch on yo' back, get on ya knees, ha, fuck it, you boasting
I'm on that err, I'm on that E
Fast pace, my motion
Call on the dead, then he deceased, uh
Play wit' the potion
We can pour four right inside of that two, baby girl, right there, slow motion
Arch on yo' back, get on ya knees, ha, fuck it, you boasting
I'm on that err, I'm on that E
Fast pace, my motion
Call on the dead, then he deceased, uh
Play wit' the potion

done

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