DURTY BLUNT$$

[Intro]
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[Verse 1: Sickboyrari]
Twenty guys smoke ten grams
Twenty guys smoke ten grams
Asian bitch on the Xans
Smokin' dope up out the can
Cellphone in my hand
Reefer in my hand
Artsy nigga, yeah, I am
Came through with the pinsec
Triple seven on my neck
All gold, Slick Rick
Uh, make it clap at the trap
Said she wan' come out
Said she wan' come out
Powder bag, she havin' fun
Cheetah print scarf, dykin' hoes don't slack none
And now ladies on my dick
Said she wanna lick the tip, gon' twerk it bitch
Cocaine, castle traphouse, fuckin' elegent, uh

[Bridge]
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[Verse 2: Hunned Mill]
What the fuck's up? What's goin' down?
I'm that steez nigga ridin' 'round town
Rolling in that scraper, all blue two door wit' Black Kray
Anytime I fuckin' skate, my escape
Marcy twist up that thraxx, blowin' on that max
Y'all burnin' on that minimum, it's loud in my rap
Pretty girls in these clothes, skater boys, that's all I know
Terrorist whistle you know I blow, white castles and that fuckin' coke
Purgatory in this fuckin' dope
Bitch, you don't know nothin' 'bout that
These niggas ain't artsy, baggin' ho's on Broadstreet
Me and my whole posse got them girls like "Oh Lordy"
Ten [?] in my cup, now it's time to get naughty

[Outro]
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