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7starz - ​knives lyrics

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caleb, it’s prefect

[7starz]
yeah, yeah+yeah, go, go, yeah yeah
yeah, yeah+yeah, f+ck

gimme a f+cking minute ’cause there’s something in the air (yeah)
if you want some smoke, then you know that i’ll be there (yeah)
it’s been like three months, and i still can’t see clear
i’ve been off the ketamine, i feel like i’m in h+ll
walk in the party with, like, ten people left by myself (yeah)
talking sh+t, i’ll lеave you like a photo on a shelf (huh)
think it’s timе to get my money up and cop a moncler
i’ve been rocking all the vetements, i’m rocking rick as well, yeah, yeah

[jelluh]
they ask why my joggies hanging low, there’s knives up in them
they been in the states with arps, got sights up on them
bucky bottle and my blade, run ’em down, let’s push up on them
the way these goofys piping up on socials, i just might go split them

maison margiela shoes, i scuffed them up, nah, i never gave a f+ck
told that lil’ b+tch, “pour me up,” yeah, drugs up in my cup
if i was sh+tebag just like you, i’d be posted in the cut
me and cammy run ’em down, broad day traffic ain’t stopping us

[elcammggoud]
rambo knives and number nines, that’s the reason my sh+ts saggin’
i’m sheistied up, i’m calling sol, i’m like, “c’mon, bro, let’s get active”
stolen vauxhall whipping, free cars bucking polis, catching high speeds
i got three stripes up on my trackies, in my joggies where my knives be

gguod, that’s five letters, thought that sh+t was four
i bet you sh+t yourself when me and sol be kicking in your door
i’m on the phone to sam, we got to put a body in the morgue
margielas, helmut lang, a lot of sh+t you can’t afford
[3sperr]
see me rocking in with the tn cleats
a rep the streets and schemes of ml5
i’m feeling so fried, i got paranoia inside

no, you ain’t got time to retaliate, let’s keep it straight
i ain’t got time to play, you know we out here
we gassing, now we blowing up in this game

[o_ochris]
f+cking on [?]
speed off in a h+llcat
take more drugs, f+ck it
i don’t care my health at

feel like i can feel ’em, moving back, where my head at?
lose a contract, gotta keep that sh+t strapped
playing with all [?]
making it disappear with all strings attached

[viizi]
they wanna talk to me, but i’m too busy up in scotland
saying that you’re better, but you p+ssies, you be bottin’
your b+tch up in my dm, she said she just tryna bop it
i’m up, and you can’t stop it, with cammy and we plottin’
[jelluh]
[?] drugs
why these good boys act like thugs?
groupie hoes asking for hugs
i treat margielas like some uggs

codeine phosphate, i got packs
prada shoes ain’t got the straps
we ran him down bad aftermath
yeah, left that goofy sad

[7starz]
gimme a f+cking minute ’cause there’s something in the air (yeah)
if you want some smoke, then you know that i’ll be there (yeah)
it’s been like three months, and i still can’t see clear
i’ve been off the ketamine, i feel like i’m in h+ll

walk in the party with, like, ten people left by myself (yeah)
talking sh+t, i’ll leave you like a photo on a shelf (huh)
think it’s time to get my money up and cop a moncler
i’ve been rocking all the vetements, i’m rocking rick as well, yeah, yeah



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