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hxppa – surgeon lyrics

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i got a head high from that lace
i got her bag out of state
i might get red eyes from her taste
i got my bread right out the gate
too much on my plate
i get what i want, timmy turner
might send a pack from the bay
i’m taking these name off my burner
the further i get to the grave, wow

i might put my mom in a birkin
i’m in the cut like a surgeon (aye, look)
the way that dudes move make me nervous
ain’t even scratching the surface
grass full of serpents
my pockets swole, they allergic
i roll with nines like i’m german (yeah, wait)
might tat on my neck, so determined
knew since back when i’d sip virgins
i’d murder verses

swoop to the stu’
with the gear in the back
she count these blues
put the lou on the map
i’m back with the crew
really do what i rap
i’m running the booth
tell these dudes take a lap

got a bounty on my head
i’m a walking bitcoin
drowning the neck
just might let your b+tch join
i be ducking county feds
tinted tens, can’t pinpoint
you know i’m counting bread
all you do is hit joints

hit it like a drum kit
d+mn she got me by the limbs
all these favors
change the subject
i’m gone really lose my sh+t
got a fit straight out of london
record spinning like these rims
told her i’ve been shooting buckets
hard to stomach all these wins

hit it like a drum kit
d+mn she got me by all limbs
all these favors
change the subject
i’m gon’ really lose my sh+t
got a fit straight out of london
record spinning like these rims
told her i’ve been shooting buckets
hard to stomach all these wins

said she blow minds like an instrument
i be smoking both kinds, real ignorant
i got fendi on me, no discipline
whole crew in the stu’ just kicking sh+t

patterns on me go batsh+t
diamonds on her do backflips (yeah, aye)
shawty got eyes like absinthe
spending pretty pennies at saks fifth
i don’t need practice

pull up to private locations
i‘m dodging calls like matrix, aye
you play it safe b+tch i take risks
i don’t sneak diss, i be blatant
ain’t no debatin’
no touching me like i’m sacred
i’m in the lab working grave shifts, ooh
i feel like bruce banner, i shape shift
i hit the gas in the sp+ceship
margiela, maison

had to tell them watch they tone
pulled up that gg ghost
taking numbers out my phone
came out this sh+t so cold

another in the bag
it’s sad, don’t thrill me
ain’t been doing dirt
but this sh+t get filthy
i be murdering each track
tell ‘em that’s k!llstreak
i be further the bag
than dudes ever will be

hit it like a drum kit
d+mn she got me by the limbs
all these favors
change the subject
i’m gone really lose my sh+t
got a fit straight out of london
record spinning like these rims
told her i’ve been shooting buckets
hard to stomach all these wins

hit it like a drum kit
d+mn she got me by the limbs
all these favors
change the subject
i’m gone really lose my sh+t
got a fit straight out of london
record spinning like these rims
told her i’ve been shooting buckets
hard to stomach all these wins

hop off a flight, run through time zones
i run this sh+t with my eyes closed, aye
keep my neck wet, i don’t trifle
i’m slipping discs like my spinal
hand on a bible
i rock margiela not micheal
i’m going up like they vitals
b+tch i’m on your head like a blindfold
move like i’m back on a high dose
i let the dice roll

what these dudes do
don’t concern me
i’ll really show you no mercy
i’ll put the game in a gurney
i’m really balling like ernie
i get my earnings
virgil my back like a jersey
christian dior getting dirty
boy these ain’t horses no derby
i pass the bar like attorneys
b+tch, my neck flurry

hit it like a drum kit
d+mn she got me by the limbs
all these favors
change the subject
i’m gone really lose my sh+t
got a fit straight out of london
record spinning like these rims
told her i’ve been shooting buckets
hard to stomach all these wins

- hxppa lyrics

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