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hash gordon - spazz lyrics

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yo +

you ain’t saying sh+t, you should bite the f+ck down
n+ggas always wanna play too cool when you around
how’s that real clout? when i see your fake chains brown
that’s a real snout, on my potnas+ shhh, you dyin’ now

a lot of n+ggas out here still posing like rockstars
imma show you how to really not give a f+ck
tap ya database to blow ya spot + i bet he run
how you tough online, but irl don’t want the ones?

n+ggas tried to count me out, i’m back from the dead
with more power than i ever had
my d+ck all in ya mouth (b+tch)
n+ggas say they gang, talk about you then they smile

keep precision on my vision with these two+faced sided clowns
bout to train for martial arts, so motherf+ck a gun
i ain’t with that tough sh+t, but you’ll be sh+tting when i’m done
i’m just talking ish, i just do that sh+t for fun
lotta rappers think they big and bad, but can you back it up, yuh

i walk in this b+tch hand on my d+ck
walking like i’m vincе
chain gang, i can’t break the code on my john cеna sh+t
set ya spot ablaze, i had a knick for fire as a kid
west coast n+gga, feeling atl the way i’m stomping sh+t

i broke up with my hoe, think i’m finna hit the streets again
can’t feel a thing unless lil shawty hoppin’ on my (hey)
and i been on the edge with how my mama sick
been tiktoking with the devil, we went viral when i split his wig

hey, i’m outta pocket + been that way since a kid
dust on my shoulder on occasion, a lil chip
these clout chasers tired, why they on they knees again?
these n+ggas buying fans, hope you don’t breathe again

been working on my peace, i need to see a therapist
i’d rather slit my wrist and end that sh+t like actavis
wait, no, i’m tripping f+ck that sh+t, but i ain’t getting jipped
all that money can go to the life that we ain’t lived

i’m still hittin l!cks
i ain’t signed yet, better wake the f+ck up mitch lucker
cause me? no i ain’t die yet

i bring the swag to anything, i feel like rhymefest
i should name you rappers “3.14”, y’all boys pie man

raw sh+t to yo face, can you digest?
fall sh+t, these bodies droppin’ like it’s mind s+x
crack rock laced in my flow, grab the pyrex
i been on my grind for h+lla long, why i ain’t signed yet? (x2)
i ain’t signed yet

aye, it’s hash motherf+cking gordon
hashy f baby, boy with the master plan
your favorite rapper’s favorite rapper
aha, i got my mental health right

got my paper right, i’m eating good
my skin good, i’m drinking juice
my b+tch bad, my mama proud
all gas, no breaks it ain’t safe for you b+tch ass n+ggas

stop playin’ with me like i ain’t that n+gga

i’m out!

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