Curly Q - Baller Status

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Yenno' my blunts ar'da fattest
Sticky icky gotta have it
Top shelf that's a habit
Munchies took me to the Habit
Mary Jane imma addict
I got smoke call it magic
Might as well call me magic
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Inna range color matted
Any color does it matter
Yeah my pockets gettin fatter
Women round me gettin badder
And the beat by sadder
Now my haters getting sadder
They'll be nothin ever after
Can't hear them above the laughter

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Bae bad and she know it
She get money n blows it
Henny bottle she po' it
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Blunt big n' she know it
Mika said we are golden
Golden cuz we gilded
Money bags what I'm holdin'
Quinton known for chillin'
And high Lik'a ceiling
Oh man what a feeling
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Huf man Huf man
I smoke much man
Talk to the hand
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I'm talkin' shit don't get mad
Nothing's all I ever had
I need grands in my bag

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Designer fit no shit
Kicks Rick no shit
They takin pics no shit
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Trooper rang my whip
Drift kit no grip
And I'm hotboxed in it
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Blunt look lik'a stick
She hit then cuddled the kid
I hit n then hit the bih'
Anyways I'm lit
Spinach turkey omelet
I can tag I'm it
On all the walls Gilded
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79 Shit
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Curly Q
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Written by:
Quinton Thomas

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