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swag toof - go$ip lyrics

always got something and talking sh-t that (you don’t know)
talk about that life our life that (you don’t know x2)
thinking sh-t is nice like its alright
(you don’t know x6)

[verse 1: choirboy]
bullet bullet bullet
bulletproof but i feel like i just caught one
we are equals until the f-cking cops come
i’m a d-ck but your b-tch wanna hop on
can’t feel (?) when you feel like you ain’t got no (?)
running running running from (?)
people playing with my name taking it trying to cut me down
now that i was lost i’ll tell you what the f-ck i found
most people they f-ck around
they don’t wanna f-ck around
you can close your eyes now
its the type of sh-t that never gonna die down
been alright been a night (?)
die if i die oh sh-t i see the light now
crooked (?) be the crook in the dark
(?) and she looking like us
still in the hood but we still in the darkness
still in the sauce (?)
out of you throat bite it and choke
we really was (?)
we really was broke

you don’t know (no)
you don’t know you don’t know (no) [x4]
always got something and talking sh-t that (you don’t know)
talk about that life our life that (you don’t know x2)
thinking sh-t is nice like its alright
(you don’t know x6)

[verse 2: ouija]
fresh up out of h-ll smell like what i sell
always been a ghost f-ck a human sh-ll
my body is a sh-ll full of demons
you bout to be a b-tch full of sh-lls
we don’t need no f-cking body else
smoking dope to cover body smells
nypd had us in the cell
knowing d-mn well we done been in jail
like i heard that motherf-cker ouija be off of them drugs and be calling them b-tches
i heard he mixing they (?) with xans and got powder on all of his dishes
stealing your grandma prescriptions
p-ss on your prior convictions
f-ck all the rumors they biting our swag and there music be h-lla suspicious
homie, homie you don’t know (no)
you don’t know, you don’t know
i don’t know a godd-mn thang but toof gang finna glow
knew it back when i was poor
stealing food from the store
rob a stranger for a milly but i don’t hit lick on n-body i know
what is integrity? (huh)
i murder everythang (i do)
you don’t know anything (bout me)
sleep in (?)
stacking my celery (yah)
getting my salary (hah)
life is insanity riding in vanity gathering all the rejected as family

- swag toof lyrics

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