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l!l ev!l - sugar rush: chapter xiii lyrics

[verse 1]
[?] gotti crossed with rob zombie
cops knock, its lock’s stocked with a sawed off shotty
you could not stop me, f+ck a battle rap
fact is i’ve got bodies like autopsies
i don’t want it if the crop’s stocky
pushing food like a shop trolley
a thousand grams powder, man, my box rocky
ain’t a view unless it makes you feel like you could box rocky
top notch prop, talk to anyone who bought off me
they’ll tell you, h+ll yeah it smell just like chop choppy
i’ve got customers who pop molly
[?] like the sweets, believe these ain’t soft toffees
opioids that are raw poppies
lots of boiling pot like hot coffees
drive by on you posh sn0bby kn+b jockey squad posse
i got wheels and i stick like we’re playing games at quads hockey
[verse 2]
i’ve got a few [nose?] cars
i’ve shifted more weight in my circle than a sumo does
crack packed in cooked stove pots
one thousand gram box posted at your post box
how much my new clothes cost?
i’m the man in designer brands, i’m a hugo boss
f+ck them, i’ll sue those cops
revenge is sweet as infected needle glucose shots
one punch, you’ll need two nose jobs
‘til your lips swell looking like you just used botox
drug plug like two [?]
[?] wax foreign cash stacking up [euro guap?]
you know what? last huge load drop came off a ship just as big as jacques cousteau’s yacht
smooth smoke good roll drop
pitch in, i flip it like that dude ghost dog

- ll evl lyrics

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