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Make you look like stitches
Fonem Got the pigeons (the pigeons)
Flying through my kitchen (through my kitchen)
We come through with ravens
They die when we get them (when we get them)
Get up nigga don't sit down (don't sit down)
I just fucked your bitch (your bitch)
The category of stable (stable)
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I smoke early morning dope
I got early morning seats
Have a early morning feast
I got late night ounces and
Hopped in my car and turn it off cause I need a massage
All the pussy ass niggas I'm a need a collage
I count my rolls sticking near my nose
Right now motherfucking tired
And all I smalls everything besides my clothes gotta be a motherfucking law
I keep early morning phone calls
Then they like he's snorting ya'll
Only thing I know is ball
All the things I know is golf
Only thing I know is throw
Put me in a top 10 quarterbacks of all time
I got me a salt of chopper
I got me some dumb bitches
I got me some smart ones too
Knock your homey down he follow you
You said you ain't with this shit like I spill drink it's all on you
Like Snell challenge Jordan to a game, don't make me ball on you
Take an early morning pistol too
Where 's my spine, I feeling you
You feel my cousin Im billing you
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And early morning traffic
I got early morning booze
I got late night rooms and early morning rooms
Like game play, I need early morning assists
And since I'm a asshole I take early morning shits
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I got early morning lights
Like a baker who can't bake, Boy your cake not right
When you go pick up vanessa
Man run a errand, i got one in the fire
I swear this de-e shoot like Ginobilli
I got the 30, Stephen Curry