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My new instrumental mixtape!
Gimme 300 choices I can select em.
Got a group of 3 and I live to protect em.
I know what's good I know I am the next up.
If you think ya gonna make it ya need a checkup.
Me an my chiggas chillin at the single plex.
One's drunk, one's sober, one's gone out of Xanax.
It'd be snitchin to tell who but I'll let you guess.
Lyrics slittin throats so protect ya neck.
Ima be honest, I'm wearin vneck and a trucker hat.
Cuz my hair's gettin too long to wear my snapbacks.
I carry black backpacks without the gats.
I carry black backpacks without the thrax.
I'm different, wearin black vans and black skinnies.
Life is a race you better cross to the finish.
Don't matta if you lose by how many minutes.
As long as you don't give up you stay winnin.