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syrnge – coupe lyrics

(blxxdlxst)
yeah, my belt hang loose, while i whip the f+cking coupe
im not a sell out dude, more like a yell out dude
more like a rhythmic dude, who came up in the game and started slaying you
haha!
like get up off, this f+ckin platform
yo bars, got some wack form
like f+ck dexx ray, say that its petty beef
ill f+ck around and make you eat pedigree, dont f+ck with me
vans up on my feet, thrasher all up on my shirt
skater mag, way i dump mags and make you eat some dirt
never getting head, from a dumb blonde b+tch again
never f+ck inside thе whip, never f+ck up inside a hе+rs+
that sh+t weird as f+ck, arrest all the t+rds

(lil mim$)
why these people dissing me
like dexx ray you a b+tch
stop changing yo d+mn name
and make some music that ain’t sh+t
if you wanna f+cking join my clan
you cannot be no b+tch
got these motherf+cking racks
and you know that i gotta stick
gotta a tranny on my lap
and she be sucking for some crack
i remember back a while ago
when dexx ray trynna join my clique
but he a little b+tch
and now we beefing
on the internet
he don’t got flows i got
he wish he could be me
he put a s up on his forehead
clearly d+ckriding my meat
i’m done dissing that f+ggot
let’s move on to something sweet
if yo cash out imma back it
learn yo stakes and don’t repeat
gotta d+ld+ on yo seat
sit on it you hear beep
it was a time bomb

- syrnge lyrics

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