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comma counting trying to check the balance
give a bitty light thirst
and mama calling on that johnny apple
finna pick the ripe first
guap longer than my chain sw_ngin’
you can see the light birth
just toss the llaves, stick it in and twist it you can hear the pipe burst

back that whip out
pines in the cut, smoke roll in the headlights
pack that stick up
white with the chalk, no coke for the fed lines
bad lil bih stuck
hands on my waist, cuz she down for the bed time
got that sense of ascension
sound got a stench, loud blessed with extensions
toss that kick up
bape with the star, front door ‘bout to fly though
swamp that fl!ck up
drip in a piece, archives from thе bayou
shot that pr_ck up
toke till we meet at the gatеs for the round two
down on a drought of dimensions
death in my thoughts, head drowned in the tension

lace up the ricky on me sky_walking out the lakeside crib
told him, “i’d make it homie”
big guap is what i make, that’s it
pull up the brakes, i drift
slide to ya place, i hit
take off. stay calm
i could snip you, knit a cardigan with your life line and the fates i’ve lived
base i’ve flipped
new cover, but the same book and they page turning cuz the face flawless
raise the paper, new pieces leakin’ ion pay stylists
adding stones to the two toned for a new glow
i might break my wrist
shawty bi but she a solid ten
that’s a straight dime
make a change then i’ll take mine
gatti whipping with the cape flying
cabernet sippin’, dionysius swinging ‘round on a grape vine
hit a l!ck. i bet it taste fine
guap and prada on the waist line
got the pockets rockin’ dummy money
hit the dance floor and now the vision buzzing all night now yeah
comma counting trying to check the balance
give a bitty light thirst
and mama calling on that johnny apple
finna pick the ripe first
guap longer than my chain sw_ngin’
you can see the light birth
just toss the llaves, stick it in and twist it you can hear the pipe burst

back that whip out
pines in the cut, smoke roll in the headlights
pack that stick up
white with the chalk, no coke for the fed lines
bad lil bih stuck
hands on my waist, cuz she down for the bed time
got that sense of ascension
sound got a stench, loud blessed with extensions
toss that kick up
bape with the star, front door ‘bout to fly though
swamp that fl!ck up
drip in a piece, archives from the bayou
shot that pr_ck up
toke till we meet at the gates for the round two
down on a drought of dimensions
death in my thoughts, head drowned in the tension

- calito

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