you might think i'm rich
flashing labels
all millésimes
hah man i'm dead broke
i drink the finest anyway
never too late to pop bonville
and i only roll prestige until
the blue bream bubble blast
baby that shit will last
got roederer vision
see all as clear as cristal
and that fullbodyed yellow widow
man i miss her
indulgence on my mind
purple kush in line
186 sit back and watch how we ride
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make way for the chosen one
Aint nobody else I’d rather be, not even Oprah’s son
Momma’s youngest getting paper like the oldest one
We living better guess God felt he owed us one
ooooow. celebris. best verse ever.
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