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inversion 913 - cigarette dust lyrics

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[verse 1: inversion 913]
cigarette dust
bladders f+ck around and bust all the gust
swampy lil’ must
mustangs with fuss
angry like c+nts
spark ho like glint
one shot like flint
f+ck all these cliques
i’m holy as sh+t
i annex this b+tch
take all her sh+t
she look up at me like, “what the sh+t!”
excuse your attitude lil’ b+tch
i’m only helping you clean up yo bits
like

[chorus: inversion 913]
cigarette dust on the floor
i pick it up and i eat it like s’mores
i only wanna see all numbers on the board
but yet you still think all wh0res on the bored
i gotta bat that can help us more
knock all the numbers until they all sore
imma make music until i am bored
though all my n+ggas will get up and sore
[verse 2: inversion 913]
like
who’s in my place?
who gon’ trace me where i’m placed and
all my n+ggas safe while our own bodies laced
we gon’ pull up where the safes at
give us all the strength back
i know this track is harder than any other may back
jack off to a laid back broad
and got her p+ssy upon my face, jaw dropped
cryin’ like a baby, i need that bottle
carry me someone i need that swaddle
drinking too much cause me drop a bottle
pour one out for the homies that died suicidal
she call me up on dial
her pride rockets up like she at erstwhile

[bridge: inversion 913]
and her style
is dead
reduced
like a spread
too dark
for the light
no longer
no light
[hook: inversion 913]
smoke the rap cigarette
once you’ll rise up than get k!lled, ain’t regret
shot in head or pills in yo body
you can have either one but you can’t choose or decide it
pills to the body make you chili like a side dish
have you slumped over like a undead caught fish
reel you in like a really red dead crawfish
some soft n+ggas will say awe fish
stab that fish til it’s off’d and
getting side tracked on a raw verse

[chorus: inversion 913]
cigarette dust on the floor
i pick it up and i eat it like s’mores
i only wanna see all numbers on the board
but yet you still think all wh0res on the bored
i gotta bat that can help us more
knock all the numbers until they all sore
imma make music until i am bored
though all my n+ggas will get up and sore

[verse 3: inversion 913]
she poppin’ her p+ssy like she is a wh0re
she wrote me letters and i threw em to sore
i don’t give a f+ck, no not no more
taking my words and write em’ with violent
hush all my hoes and they all went silent
[outro: inversion 913]
yeah
silent
too dark



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