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sunshine christo - cult bih lyrics

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[verse]
swerving off with a cult b+tch by my right
yeah, i got a side and she stay out of sight
if i’m h+rny, i might f+ck both tonight
my mind feel so heavy, but cocaine is light
weigh the sh+t real good, i got a new scale
snow rains down like this is sh+t is hail
my gun be sending n+ggas to h+ll
if i’m in jail, then you know i make bail
stop all that wishing, ’cause you know i am well
i hammer the b+tch down like she is a nail
you move so slow like you are a snail
we bumping and bussing, she grind on that rail
new gun, boy, and you know i flex
i get paid tomorrow, i wonder what i buy next
more ammo to fill up the mags, i throw bullets out like they is a frag
like a grenade, blow these f+ck n+ggas away
burn the block like a f+cking ash tray
listen to frank, man, i want it my way
i’m hopping turnstiles in the f+cking subway
in the cut with the indigo runtz
i be smoking on pack, all this smoke in my lungs
i ain’t that really smart, but i can tell that you’re dumb
and i want your blood, b+tch, i want it all
baby, this is a party, so take that sh+t off, give me a call when you ready
i’m double stacked, man, this sh+t is so heavy
and b+tch, don’t forget to tell me when you’re ready
swerving off with a cult b+tch by my right
yeah, i got a side and she stay out of sight
if i’m h+rny, i might f+ck both tonight
my mind feel so heavy, but cocaine is light
weigh the sh+t real good, i got a new scale
snow rains down like this is sh+t is hail
my gun be sending n+ggas to h+ll
if i’m in jail, then you know i make bail
stop all that wishing, ’cause you know i am well
i hammer the b+tch down like she is a nail
you move so slow like you is a snail
we bumping and bussing, she grind on that rail
new gun, boy, and you know how i flex
i get paid tomorrow, i wonder what i buy next
more ammo to fill up my mags, i throw bullets out like the sh+t is a frag
like a grenade, blow these f+ck n+ggas away
burn the block like a f+cking ash tray
listen to frank, man, i want it my way
i’m hopping turnstiles in the f+cking subway
i’m in the cut with the indigo runtz
i be smoking on pack, all this smoke in my lungs
i ain’t that really smart, but i can tell that you’re dumb
ayy, i can tell that you’re dumb
[outro]
i’m sorry, but you’re too unpredictable



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