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Que guardo por tí (ehh)
La co- por que
Spent four hundred
Spent, uh

Spent 400 on this shirt, I'm gon' wear it one time
Imma pour four out it, then add some extra lines
Sent her in there for a Fanta, tell her get the yellow kind
We gon' take him out the game if he playin' out of bounds
It's a clip on the bottom, that ain't nun' but extra rounds
[?] pack in your name, I'm not goin' out of town
Still remember all them trips when I was in and out of town
I be smokin' all this cookie, I be in n' out of pounds (oh shit)

Hit her from the side, she be making all the sounds
I just took a half a perc, my cream soda washed it down
Got a couple [?] passed, I be making touchdowns
I can go buy a plain jane and a bust down
What the fuck you doin', why you reaching for my blunt?
Four fifty for a t-shirt, only wear it once
Bitch I play with cars, this is not no fuckin [?]
Ridin' through my neighborhood smellin' like a fuckin' skunk
I just put a half a line in my motherfuckin' cup
Boy I bet this AR turn you to a fuckin' punk
Ridin' with my new Glock, it won't leave no fuckin' lump
Boy you ain't got no hustle, you ain't shit but a bum
I just got some percocets with the Chinese V
Too blowed, eyes low, how the Chinese be
'Member I was taking orders, had em shipping TVs
I just bought a cream soda, got this bitch a sweet tea