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[Intro:] |
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Yeah, everything go |
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Ya know, everything go |
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Bring lights, bring backpacks |
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Bring bills, bring blunts |
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Garcia Y Vegas only |
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[Verse:] |
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Welcome to generation X in the middle of the west |
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Have your death orchestrated when you fiddle with the best |
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Came to give you more, won't give you any less |
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Make'em wrong when I write, then I hit them with the left |
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Bars! Lyrics in the pen |
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Dumb *******s gotta hear that *******t again |
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Y'all is pions and I'm the king pissin' in the wind |
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Keep your face up in the books and make sure your ******* ain't my friend (unh) |
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******* *******s can't let your circle fit in (unh) |
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Sittin' on Twitter, getting on every trend, huh? |
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Tell you what's hot and you retweet to all your friends |
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******* stop, you robots probably got metal for limbs |
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I puff the herb and ******* with nerds but keep it *******' G though |
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Then bust a swerve and ******* with herb at Roscoe's up on Pico |
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The other half of Neo, that means I'm ******* G yo |
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Green lights and green backpacks, everything go |
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[Outro:] |
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Yeah, everything go |
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All go everything |
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Green lights, green backpacks, green bills |
