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Story:
LJ: yo roll up
Ivallios: nigga i am, shutcho bitch ass up
LJ: nigga you better respect, i bought the rellos and the bitches
Ivallios: nigga we at my house, finna smoke my weed, nigga YOU better respect
LJ: mane whatever
R1: so how many blunts are yall rollin
Ivallios: enough to withstand your fucking voice
R2: don’t talk to him like that
Ivallios: LJ, these niggas really getting on my nerves
LJ: well then hurry up and roll so we can get high
Ivallios: alright, whatever

[Verse 1]
Stars around my head got me high of the opus
Shorty said she like me , i think she bout to gold dig
Ivallios is the namе you niggas wouldn’t know it
My blunt ? it stays green , yo shit unimportant
Bitch i make you scream get on ur knees and fucking hold it
Yеah we on ur block , sparking up and you know we posted
If my eyes are red ur finna die cause i am focused
My radio is blonded so yk the crew is jumping
That nigga Karrell a bitch and he knows it
If he keep talking to Staci imma punch his fucking nose in
Orange ski on and you know the pole is toted
130 noc on me , yes i am goated

[Verse 2]
That pussy boy thought he got something
Ski mask on and he kept running
Hit up the store , yes im boosting
Shorty ass fat, i think her name’s Blessings
Keep seeing stars feel like im falling
Hurry up ,pussy boy, stop stalling
Being broke is very appalling
And hating on i cause ur not me
Im yo doctor lemme see
Why you’re constantly bitching
Nigga ivallios is just chilling
Might give ur bitch my cream filling
Karrell got no cards cause a real nigga dealing

[STORY]
Lj: Ayo, you know Karrell took Staci to the HILLTOP
Ivallios: Yo son what?
Lj: Yeah bro, he took her to the HILLTOP, they're down there right NOW
Ivallios: MCCHT. Man I knew this bitch was fucking playing me, yo. I'm tried of her doing her that shit, yo. I claim her as my bitch and she wanna go out with some other nigga like what the fuck
Ivallios: I'mma show him how I fucking roll. I'mma fucking blow his brains out. I'mma fucking kill him. That nigga Karrell? He's a bitch. I want him dead. I want him dead as soon as possible
Lj: Yo man, chill, you gotta chill out
Ivallios: Fuck that. Fuck that. I want that nigga dead. I want him dead, I want his head on a fucking plaster, ASAP, no motherfucking rocky, nigga