Not From Sheboygan After All

Need a pea coat, chilly in these northern winds
I’m in the front, swinging a whip
We 'bout to crack, we 'bout to flip
Sip on the 'Gnac, you in the dark?
I’m in the back, not with the narcs
Pop on a pill, fuck how I feel
Fuck having a grip, been ready to kill
I’m from the east like capitol hill
Racking on payment, let’s get to the bills (Let's get it)
Throw that shit back on the bed, let’s get it (Get it)
'Bout to get another fucking check, gotta get it (Get it)
Blow it like the motherfucking roof (Doo-doo)
All the way to Timbuktu (Boo-boo)
Acne on these jeans (Jeans), got no more Codeine (Codeine)
I’m just saying things like «no, I don’t wear no Supreme» (Uh)
Ming, ming
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