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remi zerxes - smallfriez lyrics

[intro]
yeah, lets do it, lets do it
throw yo’ cash up in the air, f+ck it up if you don’t care
f+cked up in here, no cap, f+cked up in it, no cap
my words is just like a weapon, my promise is just like a weapon, yeah

[chorus]
run up on me, and i swear that you’ll die, i spark this sh+t up like fourth of july
you can’t take the heat, get the f+ck from the pot
i feel like i’m at the f+ckin’ top, yeah, i be on my way, send me up through the sky
bet not reach for your waist or you meeting allah where he at
n+gga talk down then that n+gga a fraud
n+gga talk down then that n+gga get fried, small fries in my eyes
i can’t play with y’all guys, i ain’t really outside

[verse]
i don’t wan’ party with you n+ggas, i’m just tryna stack it for the f+ckin’ fam’
on my own sh+t, yeah it’s on the rise, off the opiates, see it in eyes
gotta stay up on a ten, the car mirror only time i’m playing both sides
can’t never go f+ck with the fakin’, they be agents just waitin’ for the fail
dirty hands’ll hang out where ya head, .38, this sh+t take down a bear
bad lil’ b+tch, i’m in love with her fragrance
you can tell from the thighs that it’s there
i can tell from her eyes that she care for me
go ahead and tread carefully, gotta live your life carefree sometimes
take a flight, new height, new something
i was hangin’ all over the nights too much
had decided to bathe with the sun, had to take a lil’ peak at the light, oh+yeah
never know when your last day is coming, oh+yeah
never know when your last leg is done, so keep on racin’, keep on pacing, moving forward
and if you had got me, know that i got you too, you my motherf+ckin’ brother
i start poppin’ out+slide with the cutters, i don’t ever need to move on my own
i just really don’t f+ck with the others for real, yeah, i really don’t f+ck with ya buddy (f+ck with you n+ggas)
and my brother stay f+ckin’ with them downers, he don’t really care much for the uppers
we too up, we too gone, we cannot come down, yeah
b+tch, i carry my crown like king tut
i don’t really give a f+ck ‘bout the luck, i’ma make this sh+t happen regardless
[chorus]
run up on me and i swear that you die, i spark this sh+t like fourth of july
run up on me and i swear that you die, i spark this sh+t like fourth of july
i feel like i’m at the f+ckin’ top, yeah, i be on my way, send me up through the sky
bet not reach for your waist or you meeting allah where he at
n+gga talk down then that n+gga a fraud
n+gga talk down then that n+gga get fried, small fries in my eyes
i can’t play with y’all guys, i can’t no—, outside
small fries in my eyes
i can’t play with y’all guys, i ain’t really outside

- remi zerxes lyrics

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