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dev the follower - holy trinity lyrics

i made it out the trenches because my momma had told me so
grinding every day, i think that i might go in overload
i’m sober now, i got me over everyone
extra, always out there, go for broke

posted up outside the trap
i’m cashing out, i’m poppin’ caps
getting bags, i murder f-ggots
fertile maggots need to step right back
getting cash with bourbon in my flask
yes, i’m packing straps, don’t even ask
beat the case or get erased, f-ck a date; complete the task

i don’t need you f-ggots, i got me, myself, and i
holy trinity, i see a higher self in my own eyes
i don’t f-ck with dimes
i don’t f-ck with pocket size
only sizes with the size of mine
holy rises, indecisive b-tches come one time

f-ck you, i don’t play around
shoot you in the mouth until i cannot here a sound
i’m the hardest bub around
throwing dubs up, f-ck a pound
i’m not going back there now
imagine trappin’ at my house
burning clouds of loud
rolling in dough so f-ck a drought
i’m coming back with zips and pounds
my posse insane, i guess you could call us clowns

who the f-ck you think i am? i am better than you all
go see my boys in the can, my bubs get out in the fall
i do sh-t because i can, you bet i am so f-cking raw
pistols, clips, and bands. if you shoot me, then i will still stand tall
i will still spit sauce; cut you out then flip you off

flip a brick then cover up
i’m sick of this, come f-ck it up
lick my d-ck, come suck it up
irish f-ck, my luck is up
now i’m p-ssing by with hollows
throw it the sticks, the sleepy hallow
pull the throttle, 3 hits follow
3 dead on the floor, don’t say sh-t; vato
turn ‘em to a fossil, -ss-ssins creed of apostle
note from bottle

i’m a motherf-cking prophet
9 clip .45, i c-ck it
check the mossberg in the closet
12 gauge sawed off, fesad of shot
i will put bullets in your eye socket
2 holes draining blood like you’re a f-cking faucet
come back, test me; pop it
my homies will k!ll for me if they hear bullsh-t gossip
causing trauma, bullets are infused with toxic
i am d-mn near flawless, always make deposits
no, i can’t f-cking stop it
no, money in my pockets
show me profit
hoe, d-ck appointments in my office

they never stop
b-tches licking on my c-ck
sloppy top
catch the fade but f-ck a barbershop

throw deuces at you then i dump your body in a pool
the only dubs you ‘bout is getting dual enrollment for your school

this is what i do, how i do it; i don’t f-cking know
wearing all this gold, you’d think that i ran up a jewelry store
brand new ice, brand new clothes
brand new hoe, i bust a load
i am king like los, a separate level from these f-cking pros

i must live in bethlehem ‘cause i take all virginities
you become a target once you step in my vicinity
instant infantry, i’ll shape you to a different symmetry
it’s only me, myself, and i and that’s the holy trinity

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