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Jumbotron Shit Poppin

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Jumbotron Shit Poppin

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(Wake up, F1LTHY)

Yeah

We ain't even out in Turks, she finna take sand

Ridin' 'round with F&N, we like to hold hands

(Oogie Mane he killed it) But with two-sip thot, he ain't leave the bed

Damn, they dipped a pint of TEC in a Code Red

If I tell this bitch to pull up, she gon' moped it

My dawg, he don't smoke on shit, unless it's unleaded

I don't back and forth over no net, so just go on and dead it

See me when you see me, if it's smoke, dawg, you're unleashy

Thick Moroccan bitch, this my fav', I'ma go on and beat it

Lookin' in the mirror, kiss my face, I'm too conceited

Send a girl home, call another, dawg, I'm too slime

She ain't wanna eat it on her first day, it's haram

I don't fuck with drugs, poppin' X for the first time

That shit kicked in, like a two-time world champ

Booted up, that shit hit up and down, like a skate-ramp

She vapin' in my room, that shit lit up like a glow-lamp

Who want smoke? Okay, cool, let's they whole camp

Big shit popper, we the ones to get your shirt damp

Niggas try to take a nigga spot, now it's too cramped

Up, 8AM, geekin' hard, I'm a real vamp

These niggas got me fucked up, dawg, I'm too amped

Mmm-mmm, make this bitch lick me like a mail stamp

Mmm-mmm, strapped up, fuck it, I'ma die lit

Too slime, posted at the crib in a snake pit

Every time I tell you how I feel, I don't fake shit

Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr

Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, okay

Everybody got a stick, we don't run fades

We ain't even out in Turks, she finna take sand

Ridin' 'round with F&N, we like to hold hands

(Oogie Mane he killed it) But with two-sip thot, he ain't leave the bed

Damn, they dipped a pint of TEC in a Code Red

If I tell this bitch to pull up, she gon' moped it

My dawg, he don't smoke on shit, unless it's unleaded

I don't back and forth over no net, so just go on and dead it

See me when you see me, if it's smoke, dawg, you're unleashy

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