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streetz (lab tv) - svf session 1 lyrics

let me paint you a picture
let me start off cold like winter
let me explain this, i regain quick
and them two birds like sisters
don’t act bad we can see through your insta
you can’t hide that with a filter
you man’ll get rolled like rizlas
big ting make a big man whimper
hey they’re comparing the team with the frauds
while i’m splitting them ozes to quarts
lad i’m cutting up plants at like twelve
and then visiting jukey at four
hey, man’s on the ball like willian
you ain’t big lad, you’re small like minions
we don’t care for opinions
look at the lifestyle we’re livin in
me and mac got kosher
the bud’s green with hair like joker
man’ll shave man’s wig like homer
we put nits in the ground like gophers
they don’t rate me, i don’t rate them
crop in the back room with bud then break stems
they’re f+cking with fake men
big ting and they’re rubbing the flake’s ends
out into the wilderness
i write this sh+t then build a spliff
i inhale that then ring the kid
with that cali smoke that k!lls your ribs
i’ve got lemon am’, i’ve got sour dies’
i’ve got naughty haze, i’ve got power gs
all these strains and we’re spinning keys
five six off my man, i’m gripping three
hey, i’ve got the team investin
i’ve got the team doin crops
i’ve got the henny and haze
i’ve got the cheese and the kush gettin chopped
man wanna clash, man wanna beef
man wanna bust shots into my fleece
man want to brag on the net with a piece
bust two shots make your main man freeze
hey i’m active, go grab your john, you said war
you’ve never been at my door
you’ve never banged a 44
stop that lyin and go get your
4+door whip, i got mine
my gs drift, my gs ride
your gs slip, my gs stick rambos in your ribs
free jukey b, plod took a soldier
lad i do deals with your olders
stop that chat, my man mac
has got that lemon amnesia and kosher
man’s kicking back on the sofa
with a big blunt i’m a stoner
man’s blowing smoke with aromas
you’re a snake la like a cobra
baby on the way mad bills to pay
mad cheese to bag, mac’s needing haze
i’m needing p, i’m dealing keys
i’m grindin cheese, in a major way
don’t snitch on man, don’t chat to plod
don’t risk that sh+t, don’t act a dog
don’t rat on a man and you won’t get robbed
with a big 44 aimed by your fod
brap! i had a wig like jon snow
big ting by the iff of my compo
i spit sick when i’m on flow
chat grafts you ain’t on what i’m on bro
og kush i’m roggin a lemon am
lad i’m bunging on 7 grams
fetch our kid lad we heading dam
with about 2k in a leisure bag
streetz!

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