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gxner. - rick grimes lyrics

[chorus]
brought a stick inside the club, i’m tryna let a clip fly
fill the ocean with his blood that boy getting fish fried
i got motion in my cup, i be sippin’ pink lines
only aim for neck up, ho i feel like rick grimes
i’ma put one in his trachea
i’ma pop a x, make my vision hazier
grippin’ on this tec, i ain’t rollin’ with no safety on
i wanna cut his flesh, yeah, my mental getting crazier (yeah)

[verse]
bad ho keep a stick in her purse
i cast a hex, i’m not flawed, ho i’m cursed
blade to his neck if he talkin’ absurd
why wear a vest like we’d pop at your shirt?
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 2]
all the doors are going up on the whip, suicidе
we airing out your crib if we in, who alive?
mixing mеdicine you can tell by my eyes
and i kick your skull in, cobra kai
she kept on calling, i decline
margiela drawers fit on my thigh
keep on withdrawing, ’till decline
my mental falling all the time
[bridge]
yeah, all the time
all the time
all the time

[verse 3]
what? what? what?
if i’m in i got my strap
we gon’ run in through the back
i’m the type to grip a pole like these people throwin’ cash
we gon’ put him in a hole like he’s right up next to bat
i’m the type to take your soul, raise my stick and give me that
i been sniffin’ all this white i got bl++dy on my nose
it’s a hit for every track like i done made rodeo
what i’m rockin’ it’s all black, what i’m wearin’ i don’t know
what i’m rockin’ it’s all black, what i’m wearin’ i don’t know

- gxner lyrics

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