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Pull up
Pull up
Pull up
Pull up with the beams
Sippin' lean straight codeine
No caffeine
Guess what I'm a fuckin' fiend
Glock on me laser beam
Shoot em in his fuckin' spleen
No money but I got hella green
Collar greens for the team
Slam my wrist and let it bleed
And I'm waiting hella shit
Makin' it articulate
This beat is heaven sent
Pray to God not to the
Fuck
Life of sorrow know tomorrow
Check my soul, it's really hollow
Sniffin' coke, there's no tomorrow
Smokin' J's with my G's
Lil' bitch, this ain't ABC's
I won't fuck cause it's TD's
Got that bitch straight outta Cali
Constantly callin' me daddy
And you know she got a fatty
Dropped the pin and sent the addy
Makin' money, got the caddy
Slit my wrist with no knife
Suicide might take my life
Suicide might take my life
Suicide might take my life
But I'm only 16
DMT in my lungs
It helps me just to see things
Clearly I can see
What the fuck is goin' on
Israel's some pussies
And they constantly droppin' bombs
West Bank Soldier
7-4
I'm
Young K
WRITERS
SULTAN SALAHAT
PUBLISHERS
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Enjoyment
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Theme
Sexual
