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SMOKE OPPS NOT CIGS

Lyrics

(Ayy, ugh)

Fuck your forgiveness

I just want to feast on every fuckin' soul

I can not feel a fuckin' thing

'Cause I've been numbed right to the core (what?)

Fuck that shit, fuck that shit (yeah)

Fuck that shit (ay), fuck that shit

What the fuck he smoking on, Dyll with a little cig?

Ask him what is in it, you prolly will not forget

Dyll what the fuck is that? I didn't know you were lit

I'm tokin' on the opps and when you walkin', better watch your fuckin' step

Motherfuckers think they tough 'til they wash up fuckin' dead

No, you don't wanna be that fucker behind yellow tape

Got another homi, just another fuckin' day

Bitch, I put a hole in that

Bitch, I put a hole in that

Bitch, I put a hole in that

Bitch, I put a hole in that

Bitch, I put a hole in that (urgh)

Bitch, I put a hole in that

Bitch, I put a hole in that (ay, yeah)

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