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$lim gucci & saliva grey - 04 subaru lyrics

[verse 1: $lim gucci]
trap out that subaru, motherf+ck that five+o
in that 504 hitting eye rolls
at the texaco with pack, that straight from mexico
i don’t know what happened like i skipped an episode
tired of being broke, got no money to go count
call of duty, walking zombie off that pound
false playas get a job
real playas steal and rob
i got pills over p+ssy, over paper
i’m in that 4 telling sally let’s go run a drill
that ain’t on no gangsta sh+t, smoke foul like a flagrant
slimmy don’t go dark on ’em, you been doing so good
yet that part of me just wishing that a motherf+cker would
sipping and ripping, no time for a feeling or dealing
i’m falling apart
i’m running back to the back of the lac, to the trap
when i’m longing for more
i been at war with a ghost on the low
i been the boy with no hope on the floor
tell me b+tch what the problem is
i just keep upping my tolerance

[verse 2: saliva grey]
i just took a black and mild up off the sidewalk
hit that b+tch a couple times, might catch a light cough
now saliva got some bread, they really want me go and die off
buy me a new b+tch that’s just a motherf+ckin’ write off
how the f+ck these p+ssy rappers really poppin’?
steady talkin’ ’bout them pills but they ain’t poppin’
yeah, i’m poppin’ out da 4 wit my all dingoes
boy, get up out da 4, don’t know why my motherf+cking lingo
b+tch, gucci gon’ find me a 10, f+ck it i need me a 30
just so i can deal with my b+tch
f+ck it, i need to go on and get ’cause sally a dog
bipolar, been colder than hoth
one+on+one finna get mossed, aye
i ain’t taking no hats off
all yo sh+t just way too soft
get these rounds but no applause
that’s the choppa clappin’, that’s the ar talkin’
mr. automatic, sally never missin’ nothin’, uhh

- lim gucci saliva grey lyrics

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