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ol' burger beats - recuperating (feat. gabe 'nandez & fly anakin) lyrics

gabe ‘nandez

20+10 saint vinny’s i’m nodding off in the class
zig zag off of popping the tramadol that i had
big glass full of tonic and alcohol in a flask
while my plug raid his grandma’s closet to get the stash
right before i grab my wallet to get the cash
goosebumps lift me like hydraulics, i’m goin’ fast
do something homie, how many problems you wanna have
got a whole budget, i’m in my luggage i’m in my bag
goin’ for the k!ll, i’ma show ‘em how i feel
shoutout to rap music put the gold in my grill
you bend or break, depend on your porcelain will
i park my faith on my disproportionate sk!lls
once i heat up you can’t force me to chill
turn the beat up, it get costly for real
i’m a sorcerer, i got all sorts of appeal
going hard since i got off of the pills
once upon a time was coming up on the dl
new roch+lle i was moving smooth like cl
came a long way from moving units in retail
they paid me for my time, i paid attention to detail
kicked me out of school, they figured i wouldn’t be sh+t
still went to college, i figured i’m doing decent
school to prison pipeline’s where they wanted me stuck at
(hey) so i told them n+ggas f+ck that
cabin crew, time to bounce, baggage full on the on the route
sail forth heading up sideways through the doubt
lasso’d up straddlin’, the words laid packaged up
fall asleep, wide awake, out of touch, outer sp+ce
fly anakin

y’all woke, guess i’ll just go to sleep
leave it to beats, do yo own thinking, take a seat
step after me, i was cozy g don’t post receipts
she say he preach, i say he b+tch, they leaving mo’ for me
poking that p like a diamond mine, every stroke feel fascinatin’
speaking for this hoe of mine, she love me, f+ck my 2k ratin’
these n+ggas bacons, f+ck yo tea and crumpets, i been steakin’
still operating out the kitchen, heard yo mama fakin’
said she gon make a plate, i master mine while y’all paradin’

soon as i came in, slide to caymans, we recuperating
keep whitey waiting (yah), i drop it when i please
i might just block a n+gga, scream another date at me
lil hot chick she had me b, i heard the p+ssy myth
read it with a sniff, put +rs+nic on top the candle wick
tips from my peripheral, we made it cause you told me so
the basis of this rodeo can’t save me from my favorite hoe

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