Testo Rasta

Spaghetti J on the track

Smoke so much I feel like a Rasta (Dope)
Fuck on that bitch and I don't give her na-da
We ride in a foreign, nigga, no Honda
Do not call my phone, you ain't talkin' no commas
Black diamonds and they came from Wakanda
I got the [?] like Osama [?]
I count no blue hunnids, yeah, them commas
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Blue tip biting niggas like piranha
I pass my choppa, I feel like Osama
Smoking [?]
I [?] shit up and it going through trauma
Riding on [?] with no [?]
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Spit on this block like I'm DJ Trauma
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Pop two Percs that shit had my nauseous
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