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fuckraze – quarantine freestyle lyrics

[verse 1]
you want stress? glock 9 and im dippin
see ya face on a flyer and ur missin
u want crack? be right back inda kitchen
servin drugs in my coupe and im whippin
rappin that sh+t with a mic outta quarantine
if u want smoke u get shot outta limousine
im gettin crazy a feen, for da nicotine
im at ya block b+tch im sellin amphetamine
im makin war like its d+day huh
f+ck on ur b+tch on ur bday huh
all of these bodies they decay huh
im gettin ma guap on the pday huh
all of these f+ggots addicted to fentanyl
goin so ham like a mof+ckin cannibal
ar+15 got a dot its attachable
why all these p+ssys they act like an animal
dont give a sh+t b+tch im robbin ur capital
movin the coke b+tch im movin its regional
u think ur grindin but sh+t isnt rational
smokin on gas b+tch im smokin on natural
i got a tec im robbin ur check
while i got a noose around my neck
im sippin on foe b+tch im sippin on tech
and i run up the function im sellin on pack
sniffin a line b+tch u know that its ketamine
imma relax and im poppin promethazine
im blowin up recently and they envy me
keep a gun tucked b+tch im smokin an enemy
i dont feel, alive
run up get shot with a 45
ye b+tch u know u won’t survive
take all ur sh+t u get deprived

[verse 2}
sniffin cocaine, im hidin my pain
im goin insane in my mof+ckin brain
i got some goals that i cannot obtain
and thats why im careless im sippin champagne
outside inda rain, time is so fast b+tch it pass like train
i think i might die b+tch this sh+t issa shame
atleast im not whack af chasin for fame aye
watch out i pistol whip aye
pew pew b+tch get clipped aye
pull up with a strap at ya crip aye
and ur hoe got a d+ck on her lip aye

[verse 3]
your life is long while my life is short
ridin around inna mof+ckin sport
i do not talk not even in court
stfu b+tch u mof+ckin wh0re
all of this ppl they f+ckin adore
fame and this case, your music is trash
body got dropped b+tch that mof+cker splash
starting a robbery takin his hash
burn down his body to mof+ckin ash
feelin like tay k b+tch i do the dash
i gotcha hoe and im rdy to smash
dmt hittin b+tch i think i crash ugh
all of these ppl they think that they up
i got the tech and i sip outta cup
im off the molly b+tch im inda club
ele and me smokin gas inda cut aye
ave and me dont wanna talk
pour up the foe and im sippin on wock
sniffin on coke b+tch im sniffin on rock
i got the drugs like a mof+ckin doc
icyred catchin a mof+ckin fed
naaxy and me pullin up and u dead
77 the mof+ckin threat
f+ck on dat b+tch and that b+tch is so wet

- fuckraze lyrics

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