llin..
fuckin till my condoms broken
stackin chips and bangin chicks
we livin life so dangerous now lets go.
uh yeah
would it be back when i told you boy
when i stage and our show is nuts
microphone and my cobra clutch, what?
check fross and i’ll be ’cause i’ll be too cold to touch
hit em with a rhythm let be go as fuck
baby girl hit your knees and open up
ct vendal and i never give a shit don’t plan to
’cause i’m here to make a splash like chandal
damn you ran through when your competition that i can you
can you figure a flow and i keep hate
join flows up to the face, turn up the base till my windows break
flow well done unarase the states
..i’ve been the mother fucking miles to man
and head phones on in my side to gram
came out so mean that the doctor ran
and that the fool last ..of a country been
god damn, i’m killing the flow that’s the plan
i’m fuckin every girl i can
bawling like jordan station that’s mean the rock when i hit em with a slam
du-du-dumb baseline coming out the drunk
always stay drunk with a flow last blunt
money up front chase in chadder can’t stop the bitch i’m way too clever
give me a beat no other place ain’t better
spit so cold i can change no weather
bitch i’ve been living this way forever
wait till the game taste no web
drinkin..smokin..poppin..ro
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