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plantamorr - faux rolex lyrics

grim:
b+tch i take my gercs
and i always got to turn sh+t
b+tch i pick my perks
u know i gotta slurp it
grim and planta know we stay poor
always on galore
always on them wh0res
this that newname pack
on the block i keep it stacked
with my family keep it packed
this the criminal this the griminal
i’m that one called grimbolde

pimp hoes with my gang on top
i spin blocks b+tch i keep it locked
sin dropped this that newnew glock
i grimblock with my pew pew shots
this that laser focus red dot
see my papers red blocks
gotta keep them feds gone
or i hear some heads pop
pistol packing dead watch
i just got some brain topped
feeling like a rain drop
falling off these lame rocks
now my f+cking face gone
i just copped some new rocks
i might have to move blocks
pushing lots of based talk
i know i should stay gone
making music with my brain slots
understand my gene schemes
under plan my bean lean
i might leave this place lost
access to my brain locks
you might find some brain fog
i might leave you drained dog

planta:
not from the city, planta live in the caves
walkin abatoirr i still got blood on my fangs
her blood drip from her mouth to my shirt and it stains
gotta live by the code, cannot forget what that means
if you not in it wit me then do not speak on ma name
got ma 556 an im gon let that boy spray
see all of newname roll up, and they bang

still workin out the mud like im kray
i been dodgin potholes like every single day
u gon have 2 ride with us or get up out my way
keep on talkin all that sh+t, i pick up my knife, filet ya face b+tch

still workin out the mud like im kray
i been dodgin potholes like every single day
u gon have 2 ride with us or get up out my way
.50 cals up in the trees, keep talkin sh+t, light up ya place b+tch
u friend or foe, p+ssy, man, i do not know
ive been stuck in the mud so long, it seeps through the floor
quickdial grimbolde, midnight talks through da phone
we paint the walls with ya brain, planned it on ma trap phone,,
there is no key to unlocking the soul
mdma going straight to my dome
ice pick to the brain make you talk like capone,,
me n grim in the woods n we chillin with gnomes

- plantamorr lyrics

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