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The Divorce
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Yes!
Yea! Yea! Yea! Yea! Yea!
I pull up on your block like yea!
I pull up on your girl like yea!
I pull up on your squad like yea!
I be on my young, fresh, king that emaculant.
Smell that green, money traveling.
Them thotties they be traffician.
West Indian, American.
East Asia, and South African.
Im back at it.
Im back again.
Like my bestfraann is Benjiman.
Like yea, I need benji man.
And yea, I got plenty plans.
And yea, I want all of it.
Like wow, pull up on your block.
Like damn, who car is that.
You cant compete as far as rap.
I dumbed it down it still it wack.
Like yea, we gon bring it back.
Like damn, thats big ole stack.
Like who, they like who is that.
And I, I create the track.
Thats made from crack.
Thats what they sell inside the trap.
That bass sound like a couple racks
That thang sound just like money so you know Im gonna need all of that.
Yea! Yea! Yea! Yea! Yea!
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I pull up on your block like yea!
I pull up on your girl like yea!
I pull up on your squad like yea!
Yea
I be on my bully. In my bag. I be mad as shit.
Smell the green. Money traveling.
Thotties they be traffican.
Jamacian and American.
Hasian and South Mexcian.
Im back at it
Im back again.
Like my bestfraann is Benjiman.
Like yea, I need benji man.
And yea, I got plenty plans.
And yea, I want all of it.
Like wow, pull up on your block.
Like damn, who car is that.
You cant compete as far as rap.
I dumbed it down it still it wack
Like yea!
Yea! Yea! Yea! Yea! Yea!
I pull up on your block like yea!
I pull up on your girl like yea!
I pull up on your squad like yea!
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