Mixed the Fanta with some codeine
Shit I been sippin' mo' lean
Pursuit of money, mo' green
What's in ya' pocket?
That's a Ruger with a whole beam
Be famous before I'm 19
Got punch, but ain't no Hi-C
Tryna cop some Hi-Tech
A cuban chokin' up my neck
Cop a car that might get wrecked uh
I don't lose, bitch I collect
Yes, I'm high, whatchu' expect
From a junkie with a check uh
Takin' perkys bitch, a high 5
My body's floatin' sky high
I'm with the martians, sci-fi
Yes officer, I comply
That Ruger couldn't be mine!
Now bitches want the rewind
Sorry bitch, I decline
Mixed the Fanta with some codeine
Shit I been sippin' mo' lean
Pursuit of money, mo' green
What's in ya' pocket?
That's a Ruger with a whole beam
Be famous before I'm 19
Got punch, but ain't no Hi-C
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Mixed the Fanta with some codeine
Shit I been sippin' mo' lean
Pursuit of money, mo' green
What's in ya' pocket?
That's a Ruger with a whole beam
Be famous before I'm 19
Got punch, but ain't no Hi-C
Tryna cop some Hi-Tech
A cuban chokin' up my neck
Cop a car that might get wrecked uh
I don't lose, bitch I collect
Yes, I'm high, whatchu' expect
From a junkie with a check uh
Takin' perkys bitch, a high 5
My body's floatin' sky high
I'm with the martians, sci-fi
Yes officer, I comply
That Ruger couldn't be mine!
Now bitches want the rewind
Sorry bitch, I decline
Mixed the Fanta with some codeine
Shit I been sippin' mo' lean
Pursuit of money, mo' green
What's in ya' pocket?
That's a Ruger with a whole beam
Be famous before I'm 19
Got punch, but ain't no Hi-C
Shit I been sippin' mo' lean
Pursuit of money, mo' green
What's in ya' pocket?
That's a Ruger with a whole beam
Be famous before I'm 19
Got punch, but ain't no Hi-C
Tryna cop some Hi-Tech
A cuban chokin' up my neck
Cop a car that might get wrecked uh
I don't lose, bitch I collect
Yes, I'm high, whatchu' expect
From a junkie with a check uh
Takin' perkys bitch, a high 5
My body's floatin' sky high
I'm with the martians, sci-fi
Yes officer, I comply
That Ruger couldn't be mine!
Now bitches want the rewind
Sorry bitch, I decline
Mixed the Fanta with some codeine
Shit I been sippin' mo' lean
Pursuit of money, mo' green
What's in ya' pocket?
That's a Ruger with a whole beam
Be famous before I'm 19
Got punch, but ain't no Hi-C
Writer: Brandon Paul
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