Okinawa (Outro)

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Okinawa (Outro)

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[Intro] Long live the PA prince (Hokatiwi) Huh, yeah [Verse] You can blame the Kia Boyz, my youngins tryna steal Hyundai I can meet the plug on Sunday, I can get the deal by Monday If you get too curious, gon' up banana clip like George Thinkin' 'bout lil' $cam, don't ask what's in my Fanta, it's a four Thinkin' 'bout lil' Chris, it fuck me up you ain't see eighteen Told my coaches I ain't playing if it ain't the A team I got so many fucking people depending on me You can try your hardest, how it feel to be a step below me? Bitch popped a ten, hopped on top and went aggressive on me Tryna estimate my living cost, go 'head and guess a number Stacking for three seasons then go loco, how I spend the summer Fuck a money counter, double-T, I'm a tremendous thumber D$M, I damn near wrecked the Hummer Only 'cause I put that bitch in neutral, hit the sunroof and tried to test my jumper Pressure bust pipes, I think it's time them boys send a plumber They can't handle it He tried to be a superhero, now his candles lit Call the corner up, you can't do nothing with them bandages Right before we knocked the soul up out him, he was panicking You can't pay off them damages Everything I did, I manifested It's fun and games 'till you become a grown man, it's hectic Doggy pulled up with some hit drank and got him banned from sessions Eighthy in the backpack, don't think the pants neglected I got a dub in these Yamamotos Tryna hit me with that neck, I'm like, "I gotta go, though" Paranoid, I got that feeling, I might watch the dough, bro All these bricks up in the kitchen, but it's not a dojo Cuddy backs left I ain't rocking VLONE but I'm high as hell, got bad habit It's all laugh-laugh 'till we pull up on 'em, fap-fapping This ain't Warzone, when it's some smoke, you can't just gas mask it You ain't in my tax bracket, you ain't got a bag, wow Ain't nothing in your stash, how? Before Jerry seen the pistons, unky had a stackhouse Got it cracking, turned the opp spot into a crab house Stayed down until came up, I can brag now We won't camp your crib forever, don't get dragged out Only stopping from the back when we follow the Nazra Ain't the Hellcat, but it's a kitty, brought the Jag out Me, myself and I promise that we good Take these bitches off for Buffalo, I promise these ain't 'Woods Walking off the stage, they wanna encore These some Mike Amiri runners, not no Tom Ford Tron, Tron trying dial on the top four You gon' need a key father, hit the top floor You don't ever hold it like you own it, no, that's not yours (We know that's not yours, we know that's not yours) [Outro] ShittyBoyz, Dog $hit Militia, yeah Tron, what you want? Shit, finna go on tour at the top of the year And after that probably duck up for a while And work on, shit, I don't know, BR4 ShittyBoyz, Dog $hit Militia

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