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everybody else, F-E-B, them ain't my damn brodies\n[02:32.93] I be getting high like Friday, I feel like I am smokey\n[02:36.59] I be fly as hell, goofy boy, you can't land on me\n[02:40.26] Goofy like Lil Uzi Vert 'cause all his friends are dead, prolly\n[02:44.12] Right there hit him up with the lead, yeah, that's tats on me\n[02:47.53] Better not tweak with my team 'cause you know them gats is on me\n[02:51.25] You can get splat, homie\n[02:53.00] I feel like YC and Future, you know I keep racks on racks on me, gang\n[02:58.91] Angel wings on my whole damn team\n[03:03.64] We mob around, fly around with black wings (black wings)\n[03:08.90] Bloody angel, we gon' make you bleed (we gon' make you bleed)\n[03:13.94] Friday night, on the creep like 13th (13th)\n[03:18.82] Black wings on my whole damn team (damn team)\n[03:23.87] Lotta drugs, lotta bands in our Robin Jeans (Robin Jeans)\n[03:28.81] Said angel wings on my whole damn team\n[03:33.43] B-B-Black wings on my whole damn 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