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kissgrief - taxstack lyrics

[verse]
why the f+ck he tryna be me
i b+tches feenin my beefing be giving pleasing
got the heat up on me i cook them up no panini
she can rub my d+ck just like a bottle b+tch ill be a genie
i got all the money you brought me i ain’t gon trip
i got all your socials i pullup find where you live
we gon need some fingers just to teach you bout that sh+t
you dont ever steal from me cause you gon end up in the bliss
end up where your daddy be way up in the sky
i know these f+ggots mad at me they helping just to rise
yeah you thought i was a sweet lil jit in school its a disguise
if you catch me in the street im probably gripping on my nine
gripping off alive gave him first class tickets up to heaven but i ran his pockets right after he died
and you think im acting sweet because im getting all this bread and sh+t but really i just gotta watch out for the other side
he ain’t on my team that boy a rat ain’t finna shoot
he ain’t gon no green ain’t got no pack ain’t got no loot
he step in the ring and backing out knock out his tooth
talking down on me ill send his ass up there with juice
pack so loud i been smoking more then snoop
d+mn that hoe so loud imma kick her out the room
please dont make a sound because im trippin off the shrooms
if you look and see im out dont wake me up thats h+lla rude
b+tch why you talking on my name thats an shame
hollow tip go through your brian leave a stain and a bang
im just sipping on a 40 going 40 down the lane
i ain’t simping for no shorty if her booty kinda lame
and i need to cut the grass all im seeing now is snakes
you say you rock balenciaga your designer fake
but i put my b+tch in gucci prada anything you think
and im surfing on this wayzer like the top i can’t complain
16 bands only 16 men got a homie out in cali give me 16 xans
when im lonely call my b+tch because i need them sick hands
i done birth me with my swisha always keep a big van thats an choppa
i leave you in the woods so you won’t stop the helicopter
im rolling up a wood before i go and hit the doctor
aka my mediceine the oxy got me bothered
i was off the drank too many days i probably should be locked up
and thats an f+cking fact
this fan just wanna hug but that b+tch ugly and she fat
im only sipping mud too if im leaning step it back
im only gripping guns so if its beef then where you at
i need a couple drugs i been too sober since the black
i only rolling up i where the xanny in the thrax
remember in them days i use to steal them ramen packs
im stealing sh+t today cause i dont wanna pay for tax

- kissgrief lyrics

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