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smokingskul - wylin lyrics

i got love for my woes, love for my foes
i live by the money, laugh with the pole
i talk to yo b-tch, talk to the stove
i’m still hitting l!cks, live by the code
when my blood switched up
left me in the cold, n-gga i done grew up
did it on my own, tell them hoes to grow up , they stubborn as a hoe
opps bust in the trap hit the back doe

if im on parole i would still serve the pack hoe
i don’t beef with clowns so i’m gripping on this mac hoe
shout ben franklin he take yo -ss for ransome
i’m that type of n-gga shoot a n-gga if he handsome
coming from the ugly and i’m ugly perfect match huh
n-gga this a stick up don’t act stuck up put your hands up
finna rob yo’ -ss since you told me get my bands up
i’m coming from the scr-ps but a n-gga got manners

flew groupie hoe from new york a n-gga wylin
choppa die yo dreads red n-gga imma stylist
finna start a wave watch them county hoes ride it
this a new flow watch y’all rapping n-ggas bite it

they said i fell off but a n-gga still got it
i can’t live without the paper n-gga ian sh-t with out it
that boy got a scr-p, he ain’t post it he ain’t bout it
p-ssy that you flexing wit i’ll show you i can buy it

i said i’m gon make it n-ggas out here still doubting
n-ggas living by the streets still out here dying
all gas no breaks who is really riding x2

flew groupie hoe from new york a n-gga wylin
choppa die yo dreads red n-gga imma stylist
finna start a wave watch them county hoes ride it
this a new flow watch y’all rapping n-ggas bite it

- smokingskul lyrics

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