qmosdefq – abaddon lyrics
(chorus:)
send for st-tches, stacking my riches
ain’t yo business, racket like tennis
had four digits, like it’s some, pin sh-t
back to distance, chains will be swinging
(verse:)
blessed be the author, the darker the more juicy
harley wit the choppa, he blocka, won’t get to me
we ain’t splitting up like no dutches but session usually
smoke i blow like seeing yo breath in the cold, truelly
bug cause he buzzing, song n drug bumping
snub for bucks, yea that gun will buck hunnids
he back, not done fronting, something to relax, yo pack it ain’t guns n, f-ck it that’s just facts
the track, ain’t like a race but i’m running from face facts
to tag, n count yo money least that’s the way you rap
a snack, i had for dinner the drugs is hitting fast
you act, like you a k!ller until yo -ss in shack-les
(chorus:)
send for st-tches, stacking my riches
ain’t yo business, racket like tennis
had four digits, like it’s some pin sh-t
back yo distance, chains will be swinging
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