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n8f - filthy disease lyrics

[verse]
lay back, never lack, but the mess in my head
one shot left a wreck, two shots left you dead
still crept when i said, make a deal with my death
make a motherf+cking bond with my soul nothing left
like d+mn
i let it bang
i let the b+tches keep talkin they fans
i pop me a pill and i pop me a xan
you talkin that sh+t but i dont give a d+mn
relax never lack, five racks in my bag
still came with the mask, let it off thats a fact
f+ck a b+tch, and a b+tch, and a b+tch cuz she bad
yeah i hopped in the whip watch me drift going fast like…
(f+ck!)
i made a deal with thе devil its working for me
i cannot stop this im in it too deep
i can’t sleep til we bеat out this filthy disease

[verse 2]
pull up with the fourty clip, i stole ya b+tch, she on my d+ck
she wanna switch sides so we gone
so ima turn a ghost, i do the most, she want the smoke
i f+ck ya b+tch like she belong to me…
f+ck ya b+tch and give her back
you dont want the smoke lil boy its an act
in the whip all black
if you got a problem then you know where im at

- n8f lyrics

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