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Get them bands and walk it out, get them bands and walk it out, get them bands and walk it out, get them bands and walk it out
I pull up servin, I'm makin' my rounds
Way too high, think I'm serving the clouds
Pop two perc 10s, yeah we down for the count
Geeked out my body, no I ain't coming down
Smokin' exotic, no, this not no loud
[?] smokin on loud, your shit don't make a sound
Surf Gang, bitch, we the talk of the town
This exotic I'm smokin' the 1 not the 2
Rockin Rick Owens, no this shit ain't new