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omar101 - texaco lyrics

[intro: blanco]
(zel, this sh+t crazy)
yo

[verse 1: blanco]
t+tetris, block got arrested
sleepy joe got elected
coulda got sleep when they popped your appendix
had a fl!cks, put z.k on the guest list
kim jong namdem, man got deflected
but i’m just poisoned, affected
said “it’s not me”, dem lines got amended
mafia ties, no surely, surely
i coulda been prince like jordy and jordy
[?]
i coulda told pigs in the can, no porkies
dna on a rambo [?]
more life, tryna take care that’s aubrey
back door bust, coulda been us
home alone, macaulay
on the front line with a [?]
that’s uav lights by playin’ helicoptеr
post other shots, see the crossbar
cutting through chelsеa bridge, hit a costa
in a court, [?]
bro got my spine, i ain’t fixing my posture
[?] wanna fight my demons, came from the back like konsa
[verse 2: omar101]
in the s+class whip wit the g’s
one k for the shoes, ck on the briefs (yeah)
in berlin city we don’t stop for police (nah)
she on reds, just get brain, no blood on my shoes (yeah)
in the bag, trap, p’s, i don’t f+ck with no deets (never)
in my city got bros from the west to the east
work hard, feel like i ain’t slept in a week
got a win, i ain’t taking defeat (no defeat)
free keen, put p’s on his book
so i’m back with the cooks, i’m ain’t making amends (gn)
back then i was taking a bez
a oz dead in the brain, it don’t make any sense (any sense)
three years back, no names in the ends
now we all well known and we settle the trends
do wrong, no time to repent
1019 to the death, i present

[chorus: omar101]
got racks in jeans, plus p’s what i made from shows (shows, yeah)
lv creps when i step, that’s racks on toes (two racks, two racks)
one foot in, i got gas back in texacos
times have changed, keep a johnny when i hit these ho’s
demman, pressed (pressed)
selling for more, no less
say bare, say it with your chest
101, good one, nine, i’m a guest (one nine)
rollies, techs (yeah), neck full of all clear [?] (bling)
feds on man, what a mess
keep 10kg plus lean for the stress (yeah, yeah)

- omar101 lyrics

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