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kvmron - inflation lyrics

verse 1
kvmron
yeah..
trengods..
takin over..
im just here to talk some sh+t..
this sh+t is all love
yeah..
i say..
runnin the game..
ain’t been the same..
f+ck these broke n+ggas..
they the one to blame..
i say..
f+ck you and the sh+t that you claim..
swear these.. p+ssy n+ggas jus talk a big game
i got cha b+tch in my section drinkin champagne
she a smart b+tch she gave the whole crew brain
f+ck the b+tch so deep gave the b+tch chest pain
f+cked her so good pierced thru еvery membrane
yеah
burnin rubber switchin lanez
i swear we got the block on lock and we need a raise
i’m sorry momma but there was no other way
i tried to go college but these streets just kept me paid
gia certs
do it cause i’m able
true life monster ain’t no way that i’m a fable
i know that b+tch love me i can tell by how she f+ck me
it’s starting to make sense
why your n+gga wanna be me
is it cause a n+gga ran it up
and made a couple millie
or is it cause a n+gga burnin rubber in the ghini
class of 2010
make them forgiatos spin
f+cked your b+tch
and fly her out to all the place you ain’t been
i ain’t ever worried this whole rap game is cap
how ya mans beat that case
check them papers he’s a rat
i be getting to the bag it’s a mothaf+ckin fact
all these b+tches counted me out
now they all running back
celine to my draws
20k for the chrome
1985 every time i walk on
i’m a go getta
i’m a trensetta
i’m worth 2.7
i get ya b+tch wetta..
i get ya b+tch wetta..
i get ya b+tch wetta..
verse 2
taxfree

i get ya b+tch wetter

she really wanna suck
this d+ck and i’ma let her

they said it’s cold outside
i brought amiri sweater …
i’m just trying to balmain …
and they ain’t trying to let us …
turn any shoe… to red bottoms..
because we real steppers..
i’m just wearing these christians
because the can’t help us …
my b+tch told me she prada me …
all these n+gga jealous..
louis vuitton belt buckle
because it match the luggage
kam call trend gods ..
because there is none above us …
life gucci .. i’m tired of coach+ing
u m+th+ f+ckers …
they use to be like.. he poor
now he in dior ..
when they was buying 2 bricks
i would front ‘em 3 more ..
glock turnt you to stone …
bullets by versace
6 n+ggas in front of yo home ..
with instruments …like a mariachi
i was told to.. just do it
get checked you try to stop me …
give a f+ck who he is …
if he jump man …
i’ma pop him …
and put his ass on a shirt ..
so they won’t forget about him …
should of told him
not to cross me …
if you couldn’t live without him

- kvmron lyrics

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