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And just smoke on Doja S-s-sol'-sol', ride 'round with my soldier (soldier, soldier, soldier) Big-ass pockets like boulders (yeah) New Moncler bipolar Alyx bag hang on my shoulder (yeah, yeah) I'ma tell her come over Yo' sick-ass sippin' on Yoda I hope CC gon' blow up (yeah, yeah) Yeah, I ain't lookin for closure Nigga talk down, we dispose him (boop) I'm tryna shoot out the whole gym (yeah) Bitch niggas don't get they roses, break a leg like D' Rose then Semi-auto kill a whole jit, yeah, we smokin yo' top five Young nigga don't got mob ties, plenty bitches in my hot ride CC finna cop a high rise, so many unwanted souls AR-15 buss shit though (yeah) Bitch, I'm up out in Dutch wit' a ho Think I'm finna up a cup on this ho Nigga so sus', think it's something we don't know Yeah, got a switch on the blade, 'cause we cut throat No, no, never cuffin' no cuck ho I just be smokin on Enzo's (enzo's) I'm tryna fuck on yo' friend though Plenty bullets in FN though Niggas, I'll never defend them And the room filled with some tension 4 am in this session, yeah Set, set, set, what you reppin'? Yeah, feel like I'm ahead of them Oxy' keep my head up, niggas aimin' at ya head top Tell these niggas get they mans up, I just smoke so many dead opps' Niggas dyin' by FN though, fifteen trappin' out the bando These niggas had they shot, but it jammed though And just smoke on Doja S-s-sol'-sol', ride 'round with my soldier (smoke on Doja, Soldier) Big-ass pockets like boulders (boulder) New Moncler bipolar Alyx bag hang on my shoulder (new Moncler) I'ma tell her come over Yo' sick-ass sippin' on Yoda (yeah, yeah, yeah) I hope CC gon' blow up Yeah, I ain't lookin for closure Nigga talk down, we dispose him I'm tryna shoot out the whole gym Desert eagle at his heart (at his heart) This Chicago, nigga Soldier, soldier Good music, good music, good–