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(Bhristo, talk to 'em, slime) Ayy, ayy So geeked up, you'd think it's cap So geeked up, you'd think it's cap She bossed up, but I put her on the map 'Nough in the Sprite and it taste like Act' Real deal junkie and I wish it was an act No more drank left 'cause I'm in the bity I ain't headline, but I still got fifty Left her for good, but she happy I came Snow's gonna fall, so I'm thinkin' 'bout a Range Few people gone, it'll never be the same Money on your top and it's ties to the game I popped pills and I ran out of tears Hope you know loyal don't go by years Hope you know you can't pay bills by faith Sex, money, drugs, can't feel my face I'm noddin' off, tryna fill my safe Ridin' in the Track', every foreign wanna race I'ma just pay, we can skip the whole date Four in the Crush, but it should've been an eight Don't means shit if it ain't 'bout pape' Just made the clear, but I shouldn't have to say SongtexteAyy, huh, ayy So geeked up, you'd think it's cap Ayy So geeked up, you'd think it's cap She bossed up, but I put her on the map 'Nough in the Sprite and it taste like Act' Real deal junkie and I wish it was a— Uh, no more drank left 'cause I'm in the bity I ain't headline, but I still got a— Ayy, ayy, so geeked up, you'd think it's cap Ayy, so geeked up, you'd think it's cap Yeah, so geeked up, you'd think it's cap She bossed up, but I put her on the map 'Nough in the Sprite and it taste like Act' Uh, no more drank left 'cause I'm in the bity Ain't headline, but I still got fifty Oh, really? Aus Songtexte Mania