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[Verse 1: QMC]
Coke and lean for the dopamine
And I’m gettin twisted til I shoulder lean
Got the dopest team spittin dope for fiends
So these bad bitches wanna blow the team
Got scopes and beams for your bogus schemes
Hopefully you niggas know the team
You chasin hoes I chase hopes and dreams
Still the hoes will scream for the show they seen
Fuck A ho Don’t trust a ho
Cause mama taught me
These thots are sloppy
Call my flow that hot wasabi
I’m Blowin up nagasaki
So cold that you gotta copy
We Go harder than squads of nazis
Y’all niggas can’t stop my posse
Until we’re ridin in maserati’s
In this life your made to live and die
Better hit the sky and not sit and cry
These Simple niggas get simplified
And these Little niggas get minimized
These Fuck niggas just criticize
On the hobbys they didn’t try
I’m dignified when I‘m spittin a rhyme
Put in your mind til you’re hypnotized
I want the flashing lights and a mansion in all white
No compassion for your life but I got passion of the christ
When it comes to rap I’m doper than the crack in addicts pipes
Higher than a satellite and Lower than a apatite (bitch)
[Chorus: QMC]
Going through the highs and lows
Choppin down the lines of blow
Choppin up the finest hoes
Smoking on the finest dro
I’m high I’m high I’m high I’m high
Until
I die I die I die I die I die
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