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a1newyork - thristbath lyrics

[produced by thamarsh]

[verse 1: a1]
don’t trust women
don’t love hoes
been there we done those
we bout to stack this paper up
you know i always gotta fill my cup
you know i’m focused on my grind
devoted to this bars potent n-gga
words spoken n-gga write all the time
time put my foes in comatose
but keep em close abstract
on mars flipping cars and
we just overdose going
over heads won’t get the point
no rubio tell these hoes to
fall back they f-ck your mans and crawl back
want it all back no chris brown
but i’m chucking dueces like chris now
we chugging forties no cristal
shocking n-ggas like “oh you spit now?”
i do bro nothing new bro
work and school bro
and i’m still ill still illmatic
had a notebook that i named illmatic
and i still have it just rapping
no games and no tactics
immaculate

[verse 2: a1]
and it’s f-ck b-tches we get money
if you moving funny stay away from me
won’t eat with judas
no time for that just good vibes
that’s all i need pure facts
jigga taught me that
still stacking these real tracks
that trash sh-t we seal wrap
seal wrap we peel back
banana clips in my backpack
shoot up the register
i want credit and cashback
nothing less than like five racks
four girls and your girl i f-cked with
that’s regular girls like to regulate
but i’m a f-cking heavy weight
like kimbo i cut her off no k camp
ima keep it brief a n-gga got bars
like chief keef if we don’t sleep we don’t eat
no talk, all action
don’t entertain hoes they just a distraction

[outro]
thristbath
thirstbath
thirstbath
that’s how it go

- a1newyork lyrics

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