DURTY BLUNT$$

[Intro]

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[Verse 1: Sickboyrari]

Twenty guys smoke ten grams

Twenty guys smoke ten grams

Asian bitch on the Xans

Smokin' dope up out the can

Cellphone in my hand

Reefer in my hand

Artsy nigga, yeah, I am

Came through with the pinsec

Triple seven on my neck

All gold, Slick Rick

Uh, make it clap at the trap

Said she wan' come out

Said she wan' come out

Powder bag, she havin' fun

Cheetah print scarf, dykin' hoes don't slack none

And now ladies on my dick

Said she wanna lick the tip, gon' twerk it bitch

Cocaine, castle traphouse, fuckin' elegent, uh

[Bridge]

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[Verse 2: Hunned Mill]

What the fuck's up? What's goin' down?

I'm that steez nigga ridin' 'round town

Rolling in that scraper, all blue two door wit' Black Kray

Anytime I fuckin' skate, my escape

Marcy twist up that thraxx, blowin' on that max

Y'all burnin' on that minimum, it's loud in my rap

Pretty girls in these clothes, skater boys, that's all I know

Terrorist whistle you know I blow, white castles and that fuckin' coke

Purgatory in this fuckin' dope

Bitch, you don't know nothin' 'bout that

These niggas ain't artsy, baggin' ho's on Broadstreet

Me and my whole posse got them girls like "Oh Lordy"

Ten [?] in my cup, now it's time to get naughty

[Outro]

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