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dirty swagg - chillspot lyrics

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treehouse
let me put out my j

like my beer imported
smoke weed till i forget
whats important
start spitting poems
my b-tch is foreign
cooks at home
she special and she knows it
i chill in my room
my mom is nosey
she know when my crew be
over we be toking
sh-ts loud my cousins ask me what im blowing
hybrids has my eyelids
looking like im from islands
d-mn thai sticks
still working for some fly kicks

im at the chill spot
smoking k!ll pot
40s with some shortys
freestyle from the tip top

im at the chill spot
fiends pill pop
while i be k!lling flows
on the microphone

im f-cked up
thinking about my come up
theses son of b-tches
dont wanna run up
your frees are weak
whispering when you speak
put some b-ss in your voice
boi
go ahead hate while i
roll another joint
spit another joint
it’s organized noise
f-ck your mob
it’s dirty youll get robbed
yall get mopped
your house get hopped

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im at the chill spot
smoking k!ll pot
40s with some shortys
freestyle from the tip top

im at the chill spot
fiends pill pop
while i be k!lling flows
on the microphone

im roasted
coffee beans roasting
wake up in the morning
dead dreams im mourning
but i look ahead like im the next
lost in web these spiders
got me next
sh-t out context
im back at it
f-ck your trappin
i make it happen
your ho be snacken
on my d-ck
and i ain’t even handsome
better control that chick
she know what it is
yea she know what it is

- dirty swagg lyrics

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