funerale - cammo lyrics
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(chorus)
cigs on my pocket i don’t f+ck with no pills
when i get the money i put it in my jeans
grab her on the ass that b+tch is like a fiend
get out my way if you f+ck with pills
(verse)
call me slim jesus i don’t f+ck with xans
b+tch call me daniel rockin in my white vans
ima d+mn psycho got blood in my hands
youre such a lame boy you got no fans
why you flexing so much you got no bands
f+ck boy funeral i don’t f+ck with lames
got a b+tch by my side and she tryna get high
got a b+tch by side and she tryna f+ckin
(chorus)
cigs on my pocket i don’t f+ck with no pills
when i get the money i put it in my jeans
grab her on the ass that b+tch is like a fiend
get out my way if you f+ck with pills
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