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​inci0 - [unusual] lyrics

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she said she can’t breathe, the sh+t i smoke been f+cking with her lungs
post up in the club with 50 bucks ain’t throwing sh+t at none
stick him up and make him hit that michael jack, he not the one
copping sumn that you can smell from blocks away the cops gon’ come

20 in my bank, i’m broke as f+ck but i’m still copping loud
pouring up you think i’m lil pump the way i’m dropping out
fly to indonesia just to see my bro and walk around
a couple bands to me ain’t nothing now

we came up too fast
me and mental getting real bored of saks
i think i’m gonna thrift in seoul or link the pope to count up racks
my whip look remote control, 2 seater hatchback
cover me in gold just like i’m f+cking riff raff

i told her cover me in silver i’m the f+cking tin man
gl!ck blam heard yo gl!ck jam we gon’ get mans
sticked up, keep a bl!ck tucked i’m playing hitman
his b+tch hit me up like “i’m a big fan”
it ain’t unusual

i only smoke unconstitutional or d+mn near suicidal
he think that he suitable but he ain’t ever shoot a rifle
i just hit up funeral and told him “boy go do him right”
next day he up on the news i only do it out of spite
i feel like lebron i’m getting paid to post that sprite
i ain’t gon’ get caught but if i do i’m gon’ get life
20s in my pockets turned to hunnids overnight
bad b+tch in my locket like i’m going out to fight



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