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gizmo (rap) - broke lyrics

[intro: gizmo]
i love shin0bi
pull up on me
if you wanna come see
my lovely ax, my baby knife, my couple straps, my bag of white
the trunk in the back let’s have a crazy night
who you trying to be if you staying low key
but you take my lines and you steal my flows
you did it to my crimes blowing smoke out yo nose
you ain’t bout the life you think that you know

[verse 1: gizmo]
got up on my grind motherf-cker then i go
came back to life, just to watch you dissolve
look into my eyes you’ll see my life and be appalled
peel back your skin leave you skull [?]
i do not f-ck with you (f-ck with you)
is you stupid, what’s up with you? (sup with you)
go and find something do
f-ck out my face little b-tch, that’s enough of you (enough of you)
cutting your throat (b-tch)
all my life i’ve been so broke (b-tch)
that’s why i’m working the most
doing’ my thing on the coast
one day i’ll get me a boat
get me a lake with a moat
watching them drown as i float
left all these p-ssies to mold

[hook: gizmo]
get out my way
get the f-ck out my way (b-tch)
f-ck what you say (f-ck what you say)
f-ck what you say (f-ck what you say)
get out my way (get out my way)
get the f-ck out my way (f-ck out my way)
f-ck what you say (f-ck what you say)
f-ck what you say (f-ck what you say)

[verse 2: prohibeo]
kick to your chest, b-ss banging in the background
smoking on a blunt, let it ash on the f-cking ground
now he lit like a b-tch on purpose
said she wanna f-ck, i don’t want you if you worthless
if you trying to find me look where the terps is
i be smoking loud that’s for motherf-cking certain
hotbox whips, hop out let the smoke follow
i don’t feel emotion, that’s prohibeo my heart hollow
i don’t feel no pity, get the f-ck out of my vicinity
p-ssy, money, weed all is i need the holy trinity
f-cking round with me and gyst the f-cking team
get yo -ss smacked, make you forget where the f-ck you be
medicine cabinet, van is smoking’ and making’ a racket
cannabis connoisseur
what i smoke the best ata’ have it
f-ckin lost in his antics
you wish you could understand it
you wish you could f-ck with me
little b-tch, you can’t stand it
i’m high, i’m off this planet
slurring you can’t understand me
drugs up in my body, feeling like i’m bout to die
i’m f-cking ready, b-tch f-ck you
you don’t know me
you won’t f-ck around
i don’t know your name
you ain’t with the squad, you get handled
i slowed up on my sh-t talk lately
chilling out smoking by the ocean feeling wavy
say they want the old me, f-ck you, pay me
but well never change
you can say he act crazy
breaking away gizmo sorry if you was raving
man, i season that sh-t like it’s a filet
you ain’t really me
i k!ll a b-tch and dig the grave
throw in the ground and watch ’em export waves
meet a bad b-tch get f-cked in her face
she don’t even smoke but she said wanna place
back to my nest where i smoke and replace
all of these rappers that think they are safe

- gizmo rap lyrics

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