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bones - 1997(yellowyestarossa) lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
sesh
yeah

[verse]
all i do is smoke weed, all i do is k!ll beats
rock fake gold chains ’til my neck turns green
obscene, observe flows so unheard of
rappers fallin’ off they horse, throwin’ f+ckin’ stir ups
pull up, hop off, life with the top off
kid’s so [?], you so pop off
feelin’ like bob ross, blunt full of happy tree
inbox full of beats, got the game recipe
got your girl checkin’ me
f+ck it, i ain’t lookin’ back
got the team here with me
what the f+ck you lookin’ at?
all i f+ckin’ do is rap, all i f+ckin’ do is smoke
thought i told you once but i guess once wasn’t enough for you
’97 mustard coupe, yellow testarossa [?]
only car i wanna cop
whoo whoo
vroom vroom

[outro]
f+ckin’ sh+t



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