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No Front

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No Front

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Grow up, nigga

Yeah, yeah

A front, nigga, this is not that (no, this is not a front)

I hunt niggas down and blow em' back (boom)

I'm smokin' while I'm countin' blue cheese

A blunt, that's for every single stack

Ferrari and the spoiler came attached

A hundred somethin' thousand spent on that

Filet mignon, crab well done

Super hot, a tan with no Sun (yeah)

Like craig, I'm still the man with no gun

Serve a nigga beef with no bun

Niggas got a foul, and one (now why the fuck is you foul?)

Fur coat, style cam'ron (cam'ron)

New Versace towel, step on (step on)

She wetter than a cloud, umbrella (oh, yeah)

She wanna stay the night, can't let her (can't let her)

She had to go, so I had to tell her

A life without a drum is no fun

A hundred plus shots and one gun (boom)

A hundred shots of lean, not rum

I don't drink liquor, just lean

Never popped a pill, not one bean

Used to serve the fiends one thing (tell 'em)

Baking soda rocks with chlorine (tell 'em)

Faygo soda, popping codeine (yeah)

The highest, flyest guy with no wings

Moncler orthopedics, no strings

Used to have to eat the sardines

Glizzy on the waist by all means

You can't put out the flame with no breeze

You can't grow this weed with those seeds

You can't pull a bitch with those beads

Easel diesel, vvs stones

My whole gang got bawskee vests on

Bulletproof to keep the chest strong

Give me someone else to flex on

All you niggas soft, get pressed on

A front, nigga, this is not that (no, this is not a front)

I hunt niggas down and blow em' back (boom)

I'm smokin' while I'm countin' blue cheese

A blunt, that's for every single stack

Ferrari and the spoiler came attached

A hundred somethin' thousand spent on that

Filet mignon, crab well done

Super hot, a tan with no Sun (yeah)

A front, nigga, this is not that

I hunt niggas down and blow em' back (boom)

I'm smokin' while I'm countin' blue cheese

A blunt, that's for every single stack

Ferrari and the spoiler came attached

A hundred somethin' thousand spent on that

Filet mignon, crab well done

Super hot, a tan with no Sun (yeah)

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