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[Chorus]
Red Number Nine tee that's a fit
She don't fuck wit me then it's clip
I'm off 32mg's now I'm lit
And that bitch still tryna fuck up on my dick

[Verse 1]
And that boy gon' talk a lot
Little did he know that I keep a Glock
Movin' slow off the pack smokin' rock like Toph
Movin' slow off the pack smokin' rock like Toph
Tell that hoe that be wiling she can suck my cock
Gotta keep goin' up know that I can't flop

(watch this shit flop)

[Chorus]
Red Number Nine tee that's a fit
She don't fuck wit me then it's clip
I'm off 32mg's now I'm lit
And that bitch still tryna fuck up on my dick

[Verse 2]:
Hittin' the stig and it's leaking a bit
Gave me dome once now she tweakin' a bit
Say you countin' up racks but that shit counterfeit
Smokin' on thrax and your racks lookin' thin
I'm not a scammer but I got some bins
And you wanna feature but you is a fan
I had to piss so I went to the can
Make up a strategy like my name was stan
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

[Chorus]
Red Number Nine tee that's a fit
She don't fuck wit me then it's clip
I'm off 32mg's now I'm lit
And that bitch still tryna fuck up on my dick