behead & villejuggin - coraline lyrics
[intro]
i’m wit’ drewwcoldd
[chorus]
walk in with twin and he walk with a stick
and you know it’s exotic all up in my spliff
and i do not give a f+ck ’bout a b+tch on my d+ck
if you talk on 2sober, get stabbed like a b+tch
and i came with a drac’ with a laser, no dim
and i’m finn’ hit the trap, man, don’t know how to skim
b+tch i came from the va, but don’t call me slim
i remember the days when my music was bins
now i’m up with 2sober, you know we gon’ win
man i hope god forgive me for all of my sins
and i do not roll grabba, i do not roll mid
man, i only smoke gas and i only smoke zips
but i will spark a cig just to pass me a minute
[verse 1: behead]
blow through a zip just to pass through the time
and i do not give a f+ck, man, don’t know how to rhyme
and i stay wit’ lil’ vj, he totin’ the nine
and i stay wit’ a k wit’ a beam and a sight
glock wit’ a d+ck and it stay on my side
hop in a jag and i go for a ride
how the f+ck you a clone, man, all you do is bite
pass the ball to lil’ vj likе the lakers, i’m wright
[verse 2: villejuggin]
a+aye, on god
boy you a hoе on yo notes talmbout coraline
i used to order the packs from my tor guys
i bring yo’ ass to the hood like a tour guide
i remember 7th grade wit’ the cleareyes
we don’t give rights to the opps, like a part time
i’m on the field, everyday in the frontlines
i up the drac, if it hit you, you see god
a+ aye, 2sober, i’m tryna go up into sp+ce like a rover
we both upped at the same time, but he slower
i got a new white plug, he a grower
i cut the snakes, ion’ need a mower
i love to drop down, imma blower
i love to get fly, imma glower
that boy got backdoored, he a loner
not sober enough, s+s+sober enough
talk on 2sober, lil’ boy you get rundown
all i love money, count guap till the sun down
these sticks not for ig, you get gunned down
cup purple, same color the sunrise
coulda been up but u wanted to serve fryds
they love to talk on the net ’till they man’s die
i’m gettin’ used to the wock, i need more lines
[chorus]
walk in with twin and he walk with a stick
and you know it’s exotic all up in my spliff
and i do not give a f+ck ’bout a b+tch on my d+ck
if you talk on 2sober, get stabbed like a b+tch
and i came with a drac’ with a laser, no dim
and i’m finn’ hit the trap, man, don’t know how to skim
b+tch i came from the va, but don’t call me slim
i remember the days when my music was bins
now i’m up with 2sober, you know we gon’ win
man i hope god forgive me for all of my sins
and i do not roll grabba, i do not roll mid
man, i only smoke gas and i only smoke zips
but i will spark a cig just to pass me a minute
yuh, d+mn
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