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Yes Sر Salad Akats And I pull over my punch and I said some good Όち when I roll 25 meter to 5,8, 12 Yeah, I gotta vote trade, everybody show me love When you sound like I'm in them, you get plenty of goofy love But homie ain't nothing change Roll down, keys up a seat Living in the southern man, roll the trees up Watch how I move to the states for a playoff Been hit for the future, now I walk with a lip In the hood and they let it say 50, you're hot They like me, I want them to love me like they love pop But I lay in New York, they show me, tell y'all I'm local When you're playing, it's a cooking rap game And it's your song for the focus, man My money on my mind, got a mill out the deal And I'm still in this mind I'm still in this, I'm feeling my stats, I'm feeling my flow I'm welcome with it, they're finally ready to go Honey in the club, bottles full of gold Mama, I'll tell you what you need, give me the silver bullet I'm gonna have a fit, man