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cheromani+ – i swear this pack thrax lyrics

i swear this pack thrax lyrics
[intro]
ayy
ayy, vlo, vlo, i thought you was a trap n+gga

[verse 1]
it’s crazy your whole lil’ collective don’t f+ck wit’ you
i was gon’ pay for your lyft, spend a buck or two
n+ggas, they duckin’ ’cause chance tryna buck wit’ you (yeah)
ayy, lil’ taliban, go ahead and dump that dude
casper gon’ drop you, n+gga gon’ slump that dude
you cryin’ to booly, why you tryna suck that dude?
800pts, he tried to f+ck on you
how the f+ck you let a white n+gga push on you? (yeah)
“i was thirteen when i did it”, stop lyin’
called you a b+tch, then a f+ck n+gga flyin’
up in the air like a mo’f+ckin’ pilot
we puttin’ vlo on t+shirt, design it
why you online showin’ your f+ckin’ privates?
i got your address, but i’ll keep it private

[refrain: man 1, vlorichh, & cheromani+]
yo, freestyle, freestyle, freestyle, freestyle
hey, baby
freestyle
hey, baby?
freestyle
hey, baby
nah, nah, that’s wild
[verse 2]
n+gga, b+tch who was finished?
you was suckin’ boolymon, wait for replenish
i got thе f+ck n+gga, hittin’ his tendon
ask where his addrеss, that n+gga was pendin’
two twin glocks, but they shoot independent
n+gga too broke for a ride, i’ma send it, n+gga
join the 4ersona, denied
i get the f+ck n+gga cut like some pieces of pie
sh+t goin’ right through his side
one hit wonder?, b+tch, i made a hunnid [?]

[refrain]
nah, let’s talk about it, f+ck n+gga
i just dropped a song two days ago, number one on the billboard, b+tch
you ain’t ever doin’ that, f+ck n+gga

[verse 3]
them n+gga had told me “vlo talkin’ on my ho”
them n+gga had told me “vlo talkin’ on my ho”
them n+gga had told me “vlo talkin’ on my ho”
we gon’ bop, bop, f+ck n+gga, what’s good?
just wanted to let y’all know, hemi yo’ a d+ck ridin’ b+tch, and that’s understood
what the f+ck is a v+l+o?
oh sh+t, i’m trippin’, that’s in my wood
we had a b+l+o, we let it b+l+ow
tap on e+l+o, ’cause we finna slide
v+l+o, where your ass tryna hide?
and this sh+t ‘thrax, boy, i’m gettin’ high
take off his head, i’ll light up his mind
i don’t know why i’m dissin’ ’cause i’m wastin’ my time
i get you gone for a tax, mxlachi
head, shoulders, knees, like gra+da+da+da
he talkin’ down, we gon’ aim his matha
i heard you trap sayin’ “ra+da+da+da”
if cash pulled up, you would’ve been like “my god”
b+tch, you a clone and i feel like your papa
you wanna shake me, go make it maraca
booly don’t f+ck wit’ you, he not your partner
[outro]
ayy n+gga, uh, i’m finna hop on a flight to l.a. and the sh+t with gang
y’all say some sh+t with cash, f+ck n+gga

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