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[intro: sp*ceghostpurrp]
uh
yea yea
yuh
aye

[chorus: sp*ceghostpurrp}
this, this, this, this
this, this, this, this, this, this is
this, this, this, this (aye)
this, this, this, this, this, this, this

[verse 1: sp*ceghostpurrp]
this right here (yuh)
is that sh*t (yuh)
this that sh*t (yuh)
and i swear this that sh*t (yuh)
this wrist here (yuh)
this sh*t glitz (yuh)
me and my n*gga clip (yuh)
we pop bottles of crys (yuh)
this sh*t right here that’ll get a l!ck
this sh*t right here is like candlelit (yuh, yuh)
this sh*t so lit like candlelit
dark, in the dark, in the dark, she can’t handle it (lil’ b*tch)
real sh*t, boy you know ’cause she off the sh*ts
and she off the perc, molly, pill she the sh*t (b*tch)
she’s so lit, this, this, this, this
when i pass the hoe to clip, yeah we hit it like this (likе this)
[chorus: sp*ceghostpurrp, clip275]
this, this, this, this
this, this, this, this (oh)
this, this, this, this (grrah, grrah)
this, this, this, this, this (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)

[verse 2: clip275]
okay, this, this that sh*t you go and you get high to
hit the plug for the weed up and gеt replied to
and this, this that sh*t you go and you get macked with
pull that fat b*tch, put her in the back, blast quick
this, this that sh*t you go and put it in the trunk
get that big bag and put you in some work, get it done (gimme that work)
this, this that sh*t you can’t tell your wifey
this that sh*t that go and put that red sh*t on your white tee
this b*tch suckin’ on my d*ck because my wrist glitz
wrist gloss, she hop right on top, her boyfriend p*ssed off
tick tock, here we go, i guess i’m uncontrollable
trap trappers on the road, yeah i need her on the roll (yuh, yuh)

[chorus: sp*ceghostpurrp}
this, this, this, this
this, this, this, this, this, this is
this, this, this, this (aye)
this, this, this, this, this, this, this
[outro: sp*ceghostpurrp]
this right here (yuh)
is that sh*t (yuh)
this that sh*t (yuh)
and i swear this that sh*t (yuh)
this wrist here (yuh)
this sh*t glitz (yuh)
me and my n*gga clip (yuh)
we pop bottles of crys (yuh)
this sh*t right here that’ll get a l!ck
this sh*t right here is like candlelit (yuh, yuh)
this sh*t so lit like candlelit
dark, in the dark, in the dark, she can’t handle it (lil’ b*tch)
real sh*t, boy you know ’cause she off the sh*ts
and she off the perc, molly, pill she the sh*t (b*tch)
she’s so lit, this, this, this, this
when i pass the hoe to clip, yeah we hit it like this (like this)

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