540 - vanish #ÿs 3993 lyrics
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[verse]
got a rack up in my pocket, i say…
f+ck your b+tch and kick her out the crib, i’m like…
pull up with them guns like the army
smokin’ r+t+rd in a tesla, f+ck a ‘rari
i told this n+gga he cannot be like us, he not cool
talkin’ down on us, n+gga, you a fool
you not with the sh+ts, you not totin’ on a tool
yeah, i’m smokin’ on this gas, smokin’ on that jet fuel, yeah, i’m smokin’ jet fuel
glock on my side like a n+gga max payne
and i’m off the f+ckin’ molly, i can feel it in my veins
got these f+ckin’ bands up in my pocket, i’m goin’ insane
got this gas in my lungs, i feel great
f+ck your b+tch, then i had to throw her ass away
try to run up on my n+ggas and it’s checkmate
i could give a f+ck about what n+ggas gotta say
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