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Hooch
Uh, yeah Yeah Yeah I
just came out of the
dark and we tinted the
coupe Fazo, they called me a
hooch Dive in that water, I'm treading through pain, it's true A
general, give me salute I
was a
youngin, who'd thought I'd grow into somethin'? Came out the
trenches, it's rugged I
hit the
show and the
bag that I
count is a
dozen Ain't talking money, no discussion I
pour the
Jean-Paul up in the
Fanta, they know how we do it Everything we do exclusive Bitches be bugging, a
nuisance I
pour the
fluid, I
need a
deuce for the
cooler Cartier cost me a
grip Bought some more jet-skis, oh, what a
trip Ride to Miami, a
trunk full of blicks, sticks Nigga, I
came with some misfits I
keep it hot like a
heater He came with Felicia, I
ain't even greet her, yeah Swear the
ho just was a
sleeper She turned to an eater, she know how I
beat her, yeah I
ride, two doors Check your paycheck, too low Bitch, I'm Apex, big bro He ain't even ate yet, he poor Yeah, Ciroc, the
watermelon She wanna drank soda, she ain't ready I
was just dozing at 2
o'clock Had a
gun, heard it jamming for new spaghetti In New York with Dominicans, two machetes I
just blow on the
zip, lesson in the
melly I
ain't fucking your bitches, just bring the
fetti Send her home on a
mission and get her ready, yeah I
just came out of the
dark and we tinted the
coupe Fazo, they called me a
hooch Dive in that water, I'm treading through pain, it's true A
general, give me salute I
was a
youngin, who'd thought I'd grow into somethin'? Came out the
trenches, it's rugged I
hit the
show and the
bag that I
count is a
dozen Ain't talking money, no discussion I
pour the
Jean-Paul up in the
Fanta, they know how we do it Everything we do exclusive Bitches be bugging, a
nuisance I
pour the
fluid, I
need a
deuce for the
cooler Cartier cost me a
grip Bought some more jet-skis, oh, what a
trip Ride to Miami, a
trunk full of blicks, sticks Nigga, I
came with some misfits Calling my nigga, he down the
road Gotta check on him, I
know it's mad strong Put a
check on a
hop, get her mind gone Niggas shooting like they wearing blindfolds I
get fetti when I
got my eyes closed Know she ready, I
hit, then she ride home Fingers itching, I
just kept the
grind on We gon' burn him, we just cut the
nine on I
just came out of the
dark and we tinted the
coupe Fazo, they called me a
hooch Dive in that water, I'm treading through pain, it's true A
general, give me salute I
was a
youngin, who'd thought I'd grow into somethin'? Came out the
trenches, it's rugged I
hit the
show and the
bag that I
count is a
dozen Ain't talking money, no discussion I
pour the
Jean-Paul up in the
Fanta, they know how we do it Everything we do exclusive Bitches be bugging, a
nuisance I
pour the
fluid, I
need a
deuce for the
cooler Cartier cost me a
grip Bought some more jet-skis, oh, what a
trip Ride to Miami, a
trunk full of blicks, sticks Nigga, I
came with some misfits
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