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saliva grey, $lim gucci & 99zed - parish steppin lyrics

[intro]
gangsters

[verse 1: saliva grey]
we ain’t nothing but some crackers, h+lla g’s when we stepping
i ain’t been the f+ck to sleep, 4 days, been obsessing bout the money
bout the fake motherf+ckers, got me stressing over nothing
overrated, think y’all made it, y’all ain’t sh+t

ain’t nothing but a skid mark
heard your music, all i heard was h+lla b+tch barks
smoking purple, call it randall, this ain’t pixar
move in silence, terrify em, call me spit art

got a big bag with h+lla weapons in it
got my city back, way i’m representing
y’all ain’t know this swag, y’all ain’t really bout it though
put you on your ass, henry, how i run em over

ay, when they talking, hear that blah blah
ay, i get you higher than some rosin
tiny trees, you been smoking on that bonsai
pull the ratchet out my bag, i say, “tada”

[verse 2: $lim gucci]
never one for rules, i was always in that office
now i’m passing out that rock and i ain’t talking bout no spalding
ay, i just crashed the honda civic off elysian with my demons
in gentilly, i’m like jesus, i’m a
wet em up like faucet, banging on my chest
what you heard about yung primate?
ay, yeah, you better come correct or we running
up your pockets, you a mark without a check now

ay, give me the loot, i heard that f+ckboy policing, uh
give me the deuce and i ain’t really got no reason, uh
off them blues, tuck that hate, i don’t need it, uh
duck a goose who acting silly off that pack, uh

i know that everybody gon hate at what they not, uh
know them p+ssyboys could never step to wop, uh
got this weight up on my back like a squat, uh
i’m a sharpshooter, call me hitman hart

[verse 3: 99zed]
lazy days so i’m just puffing on that piff
it’s that yung criss angel but i ain’t f+cking with no trick
i don’t give a f+ck who you is, get off my d+ck
99 like jared goff cause cause i ain’t never throwing pics, uh

cold world but next to me, that b+tch feel like the sun
i don’t partic+p+te and socialize with anyone
if you wanna problem then i promise you i’m not the one
got that drip on with that big ass gun like elmer fudd
couple ounces between the gang, that’s a off day
i’m out in boston stacking green like jrue holiday
everywhere i go, they f+ck with me the long way
and if you don’t then you can suck my motherf+cking c+ck

monday night feeling raw, i’m swagging like the rock
i got a couple ounces tucked up in my overalls
f+ck a red light, i hit a 100 down the boulevard
flying off the bridge while getting neck like a guitar, mane

[outro: $lim gucci]
gangsters (never one for rules, i was always in that office)
(now i’m passing out that rock and i ain’t talking bout no spalding)
(ay, i just crashed the honda civic off elysian with my demons)
(in gentilly, i’m like jesus, i’m a)

- saliva grey lim gucci 99zed lyrics

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