boy froot - check it out y'all lyrics
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acid on my tongue, bud smoke in my lungs
sailor jerry spiced rum, in my stomach, makes me numb
and i got a f-ckin’ gangsta mentality
but in reality i got immortality
take your whole salory, use brutality
follow no legalities, got no moralities
count up the totalities of the bodies that i’m stackin b
always straight attack em g, you know i got your back homie
smoke up a whole sack of weed, got my pants saggin’ deep
throw you in the body heap, after i make you go to sleep
you know i stay on the creep, lookin’ for a soul to keep
put em in the back of my jeep, rip off his sack and make him scream
blast him with the mac in his spleen
let the troops fall back, sh-t’s gettin’ too extreme
and i’m feelin’ all mean
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