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fracktion – tsar 5 lyrics

[intro: russian broadcaster]

[verse 1: fracktion]
two trays never caught, two chases by the cops
two faces on the opps, two bases where i rock
two places that i crash, two names behind the mask
tomb raider when i smash, two cases zero facts
double p that’s my cash, double me that’s division
doubling where i’m at, even win at split decision
germany with the bag, take a hit while i’m spinning
now my game is looking bad, it ain’t all about the b+tches
i’m too young to be a dad, why is everybody stressing me
i’m chilling with my hand, why is everybody pressing me
i don’t want no b+tch that’s bland, got that double double tea
i got it burning in my hand, got a bedroom full of empties
bottom drawer is looking bad, lost a bottle of bacardi
now i’m burning on her gas, now i’m burning off the carbs
i got a punch card from my dad, shoutout julie from the passport office
racking up the cad

[verse 2: fracktion]
godd+mn
how you lookin like a frog then lose your d+ck to kaitlynn
you annoying ass p+ssy whole gang know you faked it
acting like a white mom who we all know a fake b+tch
why you movin like a 10 that’s 9 more than you rated
i don’t care its 2am we still out at the station
speakers going crazy got that gravitorix on rotation
had to come to fracktion cause these ballers wanted off probation
balla in my hand, past 2am i’m turning off location
and i don’t never need hydration
yeah this b+tch think that she know me but it’s really just a fabrication
she think that i’m special but to me she just a complication
know i got the fuel all i’m missing is the carbonation
ducking all the allegations
y’all ain’t got no accusations
you can say whatever you want but that don’t change my adoration
that don’t change that i get compensation, still out at the station
they won’t say sh+t to my face cause they don’t want an altercation, gang
[verse 3: fracktion]
i tell these motherf+ckers turn the bass up
you wanna fight i’ll hit you with the paystub
you wanna bet you better get your pay up
your game up, prolly gonna blow the fuse the 808s are cranked up
i won’t ever date no b+tch it only ends in breakups
how she only lookin good when she got on the makeup
chemistry i gotta make up, them grades i gotta rake up
take my numbers put em in a fraction gotta scale up
yeah
way i’m hanging with your girl that’s a standard deviation
i don’t care bout where i’m going not my final destination
put my sh+t into a docs cause i don’t trust communication
internationals to hype me up i’m f+cking up foundations
f+ck a b+tch and f+ck a wife id rather live in isolation
keeping myself on the top is still my only obligation
getting myself to the top is still my only motivation
it’s my only one salvation, because nothing lasts forever
mmx, applying pressure, yeah she say she wanna help me but i know that i can’t let her
if she getting way too close then ties then you know i gotta sever
now the only time i f+ck a b+tch i do it for the pleasure
only time i’m wearing leather is to cover up my scars
when i’m drunk ill stomp a dart but i don’t f+ck with no cigars
think they got a chance with me but they don’t know that they bizarre
bout to blow them out the water gonna feel like i’m the tsar
[outro: russian psa announcer]

- fracktion lyrics

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