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eco$ystem - counterfeit lyrics

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(hook)
i like the way that sh+t hit in the night
correcting my wrongs gotta make sure i go it right
me i be chillin about it i don’t get excited
they know i’m smoking on loud cause my gas like a riot
and they say the own motarolla phones but there custies be quiet
in other word these n+ggas they be broke on the ig they hide it
on my bruddas these n+ggas counterfeit
and our style they be bitting
and the way they don’t get to the bread you gone think they on a diets

(verse)
i pull up in something like lighting mcqueen
in the club they serve yak but i’m requesting some lean
eyes be on durk when i beam of a bean
she thru it back so i press on her spline
n+ggas smoke brown when they can’t find green
smoking on za to boost my self esteem
gotta be purple if we talking lean
gotta be family if we talking team
but i just be scoring on them back to back
idon’t touch the board
and she call when she bored so i jump in the porsche and deliver her joy
play that chick like a toy i don’t show her no love then i just smoke a dutch
i go roll me a dutch

(hook)
i like the way that sh+t hit in the night
correcting my wrongs gotta make sure i go it right
me i be chillin about it i don’t get excited
they know i’m smoking on loud cause my gas like a riot
and they say the own motarolla phones but there custies be quiet
in other word these n+ggas they be broke on the ig they hide it
on my bruddas these n+ggas counterfeit
and our style they be bitting
and the way they don’t get to the bread you gone think they on a diets

(verse)
she be a wetty
got for foot work and her ass like jelly
she don’t work at the deli
gotta trap phone but it’s hot like it’s nelly
and she came to the telly
she brought 4 friends
with big b+tts no belly’s
and she don’t got my celly
if i go broke then i’m selling ned kelly
i pop a perc i make it work when i leave her she gone hurt
i don’t talk on the dirt tryna sell all this merch
put my sh+t on a shirt
and i’m still rocking belly’s drop top in chevy
never slip or you’ll learn
gotta flow it be heavy and i need me some medi
but when its money imma go
(hook)
i like the way that sh+t hit in the night
correcting my wrongs gotta make sure i go it right
me i be chillin about it i don’t get excited
they know i’m smoking on loud cause my gas like a riot
and they say the own motarolla phones but there custies be quiet
in other word these n+ggas they be broke on the ig they hide it
on my bruddas these n+ggas counterfeit
and our style they be bitting
and the way they don’t get to the bread you gone think they on a diets



- ecoystem lyrics

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