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You don't want work for me
Got something for that ass boy
Think ya work for free
I got pounds and bags with that cash boy
You ain't my cup of tea
I got pounds of that boof batch
Trash bags zipped down to my last boy
Instagram this weed (All dis weed! Lean!)
I just sold 3 Qp's
I need four whole oz's
When im sippin that lean (dat LEAAN!)
An im smokin Irene, if ya know what I mean
Its yung gleesh, yung gleetchie
An I f*ck wit BD's
Im from DC , but shouts out pee wee
Im from northeast? but I f*ck wit GD's

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n*gga, pleaaasee
Serve me some lean (dat leaaan! Ayeee!)
Pleaaasee! I need some leaaan
Pleaaasee! serve me some weed! (AHHHH!)
Pleaaaseee! im so gleetchie
Its like pleaaaseee! Serve me some lean!

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Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
Turn up it all gon' turn up
Yung gleesh gon get burnt up
Instagram get hooked up
Work wit da work
b*tch ya know yung gleesh was booked up
And i serve that boof bag plus i got it gook'd up
Serving drugs ya time got looked up
Shortie want da work wit da work
Gleetchie ain't with 1017
But I seen u with with chief keef
Na im down in the basement clique with wayne [?] and meechie
Im in simple city with momo down in BC
That molly low wit [?]when i see ya down in [?]
I was taking gallons of goop from n*ggas and that was very recent
I was runnin in n*ggas houses cuz the money was very decent
(woah) lemme slow it down a bit
One time i took some [?] and the n*gga had a fit
[?]
I robbed a n*gga one time and he only had a Vick


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