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crewsont - danimals 2.0 lyrics

[verse 1] (b+train)
all cheesed up yeah i’m feeling like gangar
can’t read the signs then i’ll hit you with this ar
get my beak wet then i’ll smash you with this crowbar
get it? i’m just throwing bullets like i’m brett farve
told you i was cheesed up, infect you with this gan green
got my glock and it’s hanging out the limousine
extended mag yeah kinda looking like a limousine
i ain’t young dro but this 45 make you shoulder lean
shawty tripping yeah i’m bout to go ghost
popping rose don’t you get it on my rose gold
what if i told you love was nothing but some fools gold
if that ass was an estate should’ve been sold
hard to talk sh+t with these diamonds in my mouth
hard to do sh+t when you always up on the couch
time to show these other rappers they are not me
they just stand and marvel like they names should be stan lee
[verse 2] (trippythakid)
trippy always twisted twisted what sippin twisted tea
camera on my body and my head so y’all missin’ me
who the f+ck you think you f+ckin with it’s a mystery
my name is in your mouth until it burns like i’m listerine
it’s a dark dark world feel like dj lucas
smokin’ blimps fresh greens now i’m mr. clean
quit the drinkin’ trippy living is the better thing
quit the smokin’ everything in your dreams
goin’ down like my zipper in your town sippin liquor
f+ck around with the kid i bet you didn’t even d+ck her
stick a pound in the backpack drive it to the river
got my girl in the back seat only blunts is bigger
than yo head, ego fat, take a trip, ego death
how you feelin’ little homie now you goin’ do that again
what i say? it’s the motherf+ckin end
what i say? it’s the motherf+ckin end

[hook] (crewsont)
smokin’ on the danimals i’m acting like these animals
we eat these p+ssies up like we motherf+ckin’ cannibals
the weed is super spicy like some bacon it’s so flammable
rockin’ ice on my clavicle up to my mandible
smokin’ on the danimals i’m acting like these animals
we eat these p+ssies up like we motherf+ckin’ cannibals
the weed is super spicy like some bacon it’s so flammable
rockin’ ice on my clavicle up to my mandible
[verse 3] (blake basic)
they don’t want no smoke cuz i got it i’m the hottest
smokin cronic out the bowl with a hottie from bahamas
got a couple bottles they topless we poppin’ bottles
got to go full throttle i’m jobless, but still accomplished
i ain’t never lackin, basic takin action
i know y’all don’t like me by the way that i be rappin’
quit over reactin’, you know that i’m spazzin’
if you want to fight me we can meet up in the back b+tch
man i hate the city, the people toxic and show no pity
they ain’t f+ckin with me, they want to talk sh+t, but never hit me
claimin’ that they busy, but pass a box and get so litty
smokin like a chimney i think you lost so you actin’ iffy
smokin on the grass got the gas like nascar
hundred on the dash goin’ fast like a jaguar
runnin’ from the past, but i ain’t gonna make it that far
doin’ all these laps from the back like a track star

- crewsont lyrics

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