| Probability | Text |
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| 24% | 13X64, 13X65, commended. We're about to go to the last call. It's a hit run. So, do you notify the police? The suspicion of the comms set one three nine nine nine S three. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. We're in. | ▶️ |
| 20% | I smoked with a lot of college students. Most of them wasn't graduating and they knew it. You know them weed slang? Yeah boy, that's speaking fluent. I like to college dorm with my entourage from doing. Bigger they come harder they fall. That goes for knuckleheads, MCs, pussywalls and all. I lit my first L before I started to call. I got my ass wet when I had my first ball. But things changed since I was 12 years old. I specialize in recognize to every hit colds now. PPP the kind of niggas that have blood with your smoke blood with your later on stickers. Everything that's light green ain't the ball, bitch. I got different forms to make you lose your core, bitch. See my lips you ain't hitting unless you got tanned on it, get on it, or get the fuck out my sight. You ready to roll this weed up, nigga? Whatever. | ▶️ |
