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depth strida - flex // trust issues lyrics

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[verse 1]
b-tch, i wanna count that paper
your b-tch has a spicy flavor
track your -ss down on my radar
third eye shootin’ a red laser
twenty on my wrist, but i ain’t rich yet
f-ck, aye
henny for the pain, i numb my dumb-ss
f-ck, aye
12 gauge on my hip i want some fun, aye
okay
neck on froze like norway
your b-tch be like no way
you could write an essay
just about me flexin’
money ain’t no lesson
lowkey keep ’em guessin’
tell your b-tch that she can keep the change
i don’t want no fakes in my lane
you’re just the reason that i stay away

[bridge]
snakes in the gr-ss
they the reason that i’m ridin’ fast
snakes in the gr-ss
they the reason that i’m ridin’ fast
snakes in the gr-ss
they the reason that i’m ridin’ fast
snakes in the gr-ss
they the reason that i’m ridin’ fast
snakes in the gr-ss
they the reason that i’m ridin’ fast
snakes in the gr-ss
they the reason that i’m ridin’ fast
i don’t f-ck with trust issues
you don’t have no clue
what i’m gonna do
or who you talkin’ to
before the depth, b-tch

[verse 2]
blindfold, birdbox
suicide, detox
gotta live, get up
on your head, red dot
trust issues, no luck
full ammo, buck shot
mental health equals wealth
gotta go stealth
gunslinger, erron black
shoot the dirt, it got me sick
wanna see a trick?
rob yo b-tch and go vanish
i don’t need your sh-t
hangin’ with the dead
turn this to a mess
blood boutta splash



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