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On the highway, yeahOn the highwayKeep that, yeahAll the shit that they talk, I don't care aboutI just give a fuck where to go when the pack outBefore I came up, used to post at the traphouseFuckin' on lil shawty, bend her over, blow her back outThinkin' I done drunk too much lean, I done tapped outShootin' up the club in the whip, I done smashed outI relapsed on them pills, taking tramadolFuck Atlantic, want my money, I ain't callin' y'allNigga play on my son, kill all y'allCell ringing, that's just Ben on the phone callLot of money and I still wear the same drawersAnd I'm still cuttin' up like a chained dogNeed a Lamb' or a Wraith when I touch downStill ridin' 'round in that Benz with a four poundStill totin' guns every day that I float 'roundShoot a nigga dead in his face when it go down, yeahUh, on the highwayAnd I'm still gettin' it in, countin' money, on the highwayOn the plane with my son, drinkin' lean, I ain't been asleep in nine daysIf a nigga lookin' for me, tell that boy that he know where to find meAll the shit that they talk, I don't care aboutI just give a fuck where to go when the pack outBefore I came up, used to post at the traphouseFuckin' on lil shawty, bend her over, blow her back outThinkin' I done drunk too much lean, I done tapped outShootin' up the club in the whip, I done smashed outI relapsed on them pills, taking tramadolFuck Atlantic, want my money, I ain't callin' y'allPourin' this drank, I been up for nine daysFuck with the lil bitch, I can never throw shadeRidin' in a Maybach, but I don't ever use the shadeThought you caught me lackin', but I'm with the whole gangOn the Nba shit, linked up with the Glo GangThat lil bitch basic, told her I just want some brainNow she tweakin', it's just you off cocaineHellcat, Chargers, press the button, did the raceAll the shit that they talk, I don't care aboutI just give a fuck where to go when the pack outBefore I came up, used to post at the traphouseFuckin' on lil shawty, bend her over, blow her back outThinkin' I done drunk too much lean, I done tapped outShootin' up the club in the whip, I done smashed outI relapsed on them pills, taking tramadolFuck Atlantic, want my money, I ain't callin' y'all
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