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Matthew Christian Rocha
Matthew Christian Rocha
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I just spassed
Now I'm crashed
I could feel my past
Grip that nine
I could hear the devils laugh
**** creepin, I play smart
Hid my stash
Head hurt, I got more pain
Mama worried, she gotta pray
This game I play, came with 50 face
Foreign whips, bet your money
We could race
Dust your ass
Hit the gas
Fuck the brakes
Smokin' woods
Sometimes laced
Gremlin shit
Acid tabs
We just ate
Ferragamo, around my waist
63rd, we the worst
Duffel bag
**** on my dirt
Givenchy, Givenchy, Givenchy
Balenciaga jeans
I'm blue ****
Benjamin's face
Givenchy, Givenchy, Givenchy
Balenciaga jeans
I'm blue ****
Benjamin's face
Givenchy, Givenchy, Givenchy
Balenciaga jeans
I'm blue ****
I'm blue ****
Ay hol up hol up, can't release that shit
Written by: Matthew Christian Rocha
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