YUNG PO - MYSTIC SHIT
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{Verse}
Chiefin' smokin' good, man, just like I should, man
Roll up and I'm stripping with that motherfucking tone, man
Full of sleeves and dripping, man
Call me what I'm sick of, man
Chillin' like a neck, feed the food and fuckin' cash, man
Bitches on my lounge, man
Slingers got to die, man
Pull up on the sucka put the back up to this space, man
Bustas trying to test my nuts, show up with a moth, but bonk
Smoke up like a fuckin' bud, I've been needle from the jump
Mystic shit is what I bone, man, this phone we got me smoked
Feel that shit up in my lungs, tell my world to play that phone
Yo, smoke up down the bucket, most of your pictures (?...)
Running like a cheeky, even motherfucker cluck in man
{Verse}
Chiefin' smokin' good, man, just like I should, man
Roll up and I'm stripping with that motherfucking tone, man
Full of sleeves and dripping, man
Call me what I'm sick of, man
Chillin' like a neck, feed the food and fuckin' cash, man
Bitches on my lounge, man
Slingers got to die, man
Pull up on the sucka put the back up to this space, man
Bustas trying to test my nuts, show up with a moth, but bonk
Smoke up like a fuckin' bud, I've been needle from the jump
Mystic shit is what I bone, man, this phone we got me smoked
Feel that shit up in my lungs, tell my world to play that phone
Yo, smoke up down the bucket, most of your pictures (?...)
Running like a cheeky, even motherfucker cluck in man
