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Grew up in them streetz, campe up with them drug dealers
Never had a job, so you know I move them d** n***a
Everything is 'Lo, I ain't on that Louis sh**
She s**'n's**'n's** then she swallow all that gooey sh**
My last hoe was Spanish, project born boogie b**h
She s**ed a mean dick and always asked me for that Gucci sh**
But I never bought her sh**, just drove around her car and sh**
I sold a couple hundred Oz and caught about a thousand licks
Had a nice crib but I live that public housing sh**
Used to bag the yola in the stairs and blow it down and sh**
Blew a couple pounds and sh**, since the year two thousand six
When Da$H pa**ed the joint, like yo you want some of this
I been smoking ever since, the in-betweens irrelevant
And if I wasn't rapping then I probably would be selling bricks
Like n***a what's your order, half hoes and quarters
But don't call my phone cause I ain't got nothing shorter
Shout outs to the bad b**hes, dresses getting shorter
Hit it from the back, got her screaming RetcHy Porter
But I'm on my RetcH Lauren sh**, Polo, no horses b**h
Cause we doing bands today, I think I'm on my Polish sh**
Whip my dick out and I tell your hoe to polish it
The way she give me brain, they should give the hoe a scholarship
She a shooting star, I just thought that I'd acknowledge it
Met her last semester, all I got out of that college sh**