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&me - black ski beta(prod 40 hunnid messiah) lyrics

black ski beta(prod 40 hunnid messiah) lyrics
soulless, coldness hit him up he’s boneless, he’s chicken noodle hit em up he’s sconeless. so we hit ’em in his head, so we left him dead, on these street eyes are burning red. gold up on my pay phone, talking wrist, watch off my tiktok. make him dirty dance like he’s peter pan. sent his mom back to neverland, make sure that he no that we not playin’ we’d a k!lla man. in my black ski, on the road gold up on my nap+kip. hmph

aye if he want this problem he can smoke, talking newport, on my new ‘burrey. thats the rope. told him off that he’s gonna have to catch this pole, told him off thats he’s gonna wanna catch his bro. let him off his forty up, talking 40 deep, on the mob streets, talking any sweep, we gon’ have to eat. this a buffet, talkin’ warren buffer on my toupee, call me douche, rock+a+moussé, like a loúfer

huh, hit him in his throat,he gon have to get his sick, like a death note, sickle cell, like a trait, on how head, thats a red dot, with my red dot, with my glock, hot like a furnace, rock+pop smoke him

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hmhm that was a freestyle too, yeah, black ski freestyle, shout out vdax, shout out vlone shout out baine. go crazy

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