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elijah holcomb - nightlife pleasures (freestyle) lyrics

gucci boots on our feet
we got expensive taste
jarret done got in with jade
he got expensive taste
no gucci but louis it’s all on my wallet and belt buckle got a expensive waist
brand new whip it got no keys issa push start come on let’s race
d+mn, look at the way that we do it
me and jarret spit fire no coolin
no twins, but we jus be boolin
it’s evil triplets
it’s me and j, we still getting the digits
we jus be f+cking a dumb n+gga up we’ll be back in a minute
we got big guns but we stack it flip it
shoutout 10k know they stack it and flip it
okurrr
used to serve green like i’m playing some tennis
real n+ggas done walked into the building
they thinking we some sad boys
we jus be some bad boys
yuh used to tote bags, boy
.40 on me shoot a n+gga in the back, boy
i’m from aville where sh+t can get stupid and reckless like really fast
i got some n+ggas that can go k!ll yo mama and then put you in a body bag
anything that we gone smoke you know we finna jus buy it back
racist n+ggas talk all the sh+t but won’t show up to my f+cking ave
i’m guessing they scared of the guns like “nuh uh n+gga forget that”
i bet ole jake howell like d+mn this n+gga is spitting facts
bc he really know if he pull in my yard my ak spitting back
i remember when he crashed his car i was wishing him well like that
and now it’s jus f+ck you cause i never hurt you but i will pop you that’s a f+cking fact
got a thick b+tch on c+ckpit
like ski i’m higher than a ostrich
tryna judge me, that’s mocking
my wrist is wetter than some fiji water
no i’m not rapper i jus do this sh+t for fun, public speaker
go to school just to flex on these lil white boys most them will say i’m a n+gga
but i don’t really care because n+ggas got my addy if they pull up they gon meet the reaper
skrrt
i ain’t put in work
i jus pulled up and shot the 31st
ashland city yeah we going berserk
i wanna say like nle choppa or something
same colors but lines do not swerve
don’t give a f+ck bout b+tches for real
n0body needs me might die off the pills
i remember my lil uzi vert chain
now, i got grills come in from johnny dang
screaming suwoop b+tch watch it
b+tch i’m done with you
one phone call and you’re through

- elijah holcomb lyrics

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