Freshman

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[Hook] I got racks, I'm lit— Yea, I got racks, I'm lit I been counting this shit since— I got racks, I'm lit I been counting this shit since— I got racks, I'm lit I been counting this shit since I was a freshman I been counting this shit since I was a kid, fuck a yes man I don't need more niggas on my dick If you address me— Huh, you better have a stick This ho undressing I done left my kills on her face, it look like dressing [Verse] I take the risk everyday, get high 'till I see heaven This bitch tryna' get killed, yea she tryna' get slayed, she wan' see hell This bitch tryna' get killed, this bitch tryna' get killed LA, LAX, I'm in the hills Tryna' show my skills Flexing on my ex This shit surrеal, this shit get real Why you stretching out your lеan when the shit supposed to get spilled This clip long, no limousine yeah, I let it rip I pop percs, she pop my lean, yeah I got a cheese touch, I pop a rubber band, I feel like Greg Heffley Like Swiper, I tricks up on my sleeve Swipe that boy right out his cheese, now he can't re-up Oh he think he balling, pull your sleeve up boy, D-up [Hook] Yea, I got racks, I'm lit I been counting this shit since— I got racks, I'm lit I been counting this shit since— I got racks, I'm lit I been counting this shit since I was a freshman I been counting this shit since I was a kid, fuck a yes man I don't need more niggas on my dick Fuck a yes man You better have a stick This ho undressing I done left my kills on her face, it look like dressing
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