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squintsmane - ice cold lyrics

[verse 1]
who the f-ck is that in the all black whip
swishers gone f-ck, whose rolled fat sh-t
yung squints in the back with a bad b-tch
don’t need a f-ckin’ mac still clap sh-t
i’m a k!ller young hoe don’t press me
don’t call my d-mn phone, don’t text me
f-ck hoes i’m alone still flexing
utu fft they be the [?] g
now i’m talking p-ss, y’all so dumb
snitching on your d-mn self tryin’ hold guns
p-ssy you ain’t bout nothin’ you ain’t got one
yeah you hold it but you ain’t even shot one
why you lying in your raps boy you know you weak
you ain’t sippin’ f-ckin lean, you ain’t in the street
you ain’t letting glocks pop, you ain’t countin’ cheese
you a f-ckboy b-tch and we all see
utu they my guys and we alright
black whip when we slide, who tryin’ die
blunt to the d-mn face, now i’m f-ckin’ fried
in the end its okay if i gotta die
i don’t really even care i just wanna smoke
f-ck a text, i don’t wanna speak to f-ckin’ hoes
i just wanna do me and thats how it go
yung squints with the flow stay ice cold, b-tch
f-ck

- squintsmane lyrics

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