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noizick - eta - chopnslwd lyrics

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chorus:
driving in liberty, gta
i ain’t giving you my eta
b+tch, i’m here to set the record straight
no one cares about your v+v8

rap city, i’m a cannibal
i’m an animal, you gon’ relocate
bars fired like a mac+11
i’m a walking phantom, i don’t ghost away
driving in liberty, gta
i ain’t giving you my eta
b+tch, i’m here to set the record straight
no one cares about your v+v8

rap city, i’m a cannibal
i’m an animal, you gon’ relocate
bars fired like a mac+11
i’m a walking phantom, i don’t ghost away

verse 1:
left the trail, left the f+cking zoo
pray to god they don’t find the clue
ajile shorts with the nike shoe
foie gras at the rendezvous

keep it under, all my whereabouts
all the other business made
know they tryna f+cking turn me down
cause they know i wanna say

(yuh)

i am the phantom that rolls in your sleep
i am the fashion, you can’t go in deep
i am the mythical, lyrical, biblical
critical, physical puncture indeed
innovator, i’m the monty gator
you the duplicator of the sh+t that i do
gladiator, you the fabricator
i’m just f+cking greater for the sh+t that i blew

interlude:
yeah
uh+huh
woah
woah

chorus:
driving in liberty, gta
i ain’t giving you my eta
b+tch, i’m here to set the record straight
no one cares about your v+v8

rap city, i’m a cannibal
i’m an animal, you gon’ relocate
bars fired like a mac+11
i’m a walking phantom, i don’t ghost away

driving in liberty, gta
i ain’t giving you my eta
b+tch, i’m here to set the record straight
no one cares about your v+v8
rap city, i’m a cannibal
i’m an animal, you gon’ relocate
bars fired like a mac+11
i’m a walking phantom, i don’t ghost away

verse 2:
i be spitting spitting crisp
prussian colour, walking crip
i don’t make the tea, i sip
tell me why you got a (yuh, yuh)

wish i really gave a f+ck
all these b+tches that you hit
all the fentanyl, many adderall
all these lsd you slip

h+e+ f+cking double hockey sticks
pull up classy, we don’t f+ck with mids
say she like me, that’s so obvious
sit back, tell me what the problem is

this ain’t no game, ain’t no joke, i’m so tired
diana burnwood, need my money wired
bam! bam! while i bust out your tyres
bam! bam! while i bust out your head

stuck steady with my 4 seat belt harness
shining all the way, you b+tches need varnish
dash the radish off, i don’t need that garnish
you f+ckers negative, you make me go tarnish

i ran outta topic, you ran outta options
i ran outta comments, you ran outta captions
i ran outta silence, you ran outta challenge
they ran outta balance, you ran outta (sh+t)

make another one, break another one
take another one, shake another one
pop another one, cop another one
stop another one, crop the other one

drink another one, eat the other one
save another one, beat the other one
feel like khaled, bring another one
got the other one



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