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cocaine krueger - the mf 1 (prod. unown) lyrics

b+tch im finna trap his ass in the cut
light my torch up dungeon
bullets got him itchin’ like a godd+mn drunken
take him to the stash body cut him like a pumpkin
in the backseat wrapped up like a mummy
i dwell so deep feel like i can’t function
staying off the street cause his body in a oven
i’m in way to deep, mane, i swear its always something
f+ck around with me and i’ma leave you with nothin

i got a gun in the back in my trunk
and the b+tches is callin “this my muf+ckin son”
it was a b+tch like the army pop his head twenty times
in the face motherf+cker run six feet deep bringin out horror in
the competition, they sh+t, these motherf+ckers run, if you b+tches
wanna talk sh+t b+tches wanna tell me sum, i’ll tell you right that
i’m not the m+th+f+ckin one
i’m not the m+th+f+ckin one
i’m not the m+th+f+ckin one
i’m not the m+th+f+ckin one

- cocaine krueger lyrics

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