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dark chip syndicate - onebeer lyrics

[intro: lex ghisu]
yo, we recordin’ together
yo, we recordin’
yeah, one time, one time, uh
yeah
one time, one time, like
ayy
one time, one time, like

[verse 1: lex ghisu]
hold up, b+tch, it’s master time
y’all wanna f+ck with a mastermind?
[?] mach five speed [?] don’t hold me like woah
my chick be a six if you times by five and divide by three
when i’m done, i’m ’bout to have five ids
[?] country like woah
[?] f+ckin’ wit’ me, ’bout to rip that ripley
couple of the [?] though, that [?]
what’s that, north dakota?
got a fifth of jack and some club soda
you pretty, girl, you wan’ come over?
i wan’ tear that up
tongue go down, [?] great ass up
grade a bud, bet i gas that up
’bout to get down clean
’bout to break that, twist that, spark that, ooh
f+ck you think, i’ma call you boo?
miss me with that bullsh+t
i been often talkin’ stupid
cupid couldn’t save my brain from these insane, deranged illusions
guess i’m losin’
nah, f+ck that, y’all crazy
nah, f+ck that, y’all crazy
nah, f+ck that, y’all crazy
yeah, f+ck that, y’all crazy (uh, yeah)
[chorus: jakk da rhymer]
one hand on my beer, middle finger in the air like, “f+ck y’all n+ggas” (f+ck y’all n+ggas)
one hand on my beer, middle finger in the air like, “f+ck y’all b+tches” (f+ck y’all b+tches)
one hand on my beer, middle finger in the air like, “f+ck the world” (f+ck the world)
one hand on my beer, middle finger in the air like, “f+ck y’all”
wait up, hold up
one hand on my beer, middle finger in the air like, “f+ck y’all n+ggas” (f+ck y’all)
one hand on my beer, middle finger in the air like, “f+ck y’all b+tches” (f+ck y’all b+tches)
one hand on my beer, middle finger in the air like, “f+ck the world” (yo; f+ck the world; yo)
one hand on my beer, middle finger in the air like, “f+ck y’all”
(uh, hold up)

[verse 2: jakk da rhymer]
i been lightin’ up smoke ’cause [?]
we get lost, we get high to console us
get it for the low when you know
the drug dealer n+gga comin’ for the bread with the cold cuts
and my partners all grown up
guess it goes with the time
the chosen one been in his prime since he spit his first line
[?] got a chip on my shoulder from nickel+and+dimin’
they playin’ piranha on beach for the [?]
pocket my loot then it’s back to the [?]
can’t turn my back on my partners, that’s honestly some karma sh+t
and karma come back around, so don’t act around
just pray that the homies gon’ hold you down
and pray for you when you down
and keepin’ the name around, like
[chorus: jakk da rhymer]
one hand on my beer, middle finger in the air like, “f+ck y’all n+ggas” (f+ck y’all n+ggas)
one hand on my beer, middle finger in the air like, “f+ck y’all b+tches” (f+ck y’all b+tches)
one hand on my beer, middle finger in the air like, “f+ck the world” (f+ck the world)
one hand on my beer, middle finger in the air like, “f+ck y’all”
wait up, hold up (f+ck y’all)
one hand on my beer, middle finger in the air like, “f+ck y’all n+ggas” (f+ck y’all)
one hand on my beer, middle finger in the air like, “f+ck y’all b+tches” (f+ck y’all b+tches)
one hand on my beer, middle finger in the air like, “f+ck the world” (yo; f+ck the world; yo)
one hand on my beer, middle finger in the air like, “f+ck that”
hold up, hold up

[verse 3: miyachi]

[outro]

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