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untitled tracks - cowbell lyrics

willum:
choppa on me ain’t no smithen wessin
yall just gotta learn your lesson ‘fore you get to testin
and i’ve had street cred since 2011
pull up with the heavy weapon send your bro to heaven
name brand on jeans, copped some supreme, comme on feet, 20 on me, whole squad on me, 80 on me, bapesta on me, hunit on me, rolly on me, i got kicked outta the family tree, cuz i was really bein to thirsty, you need some vicodin to go sleep, and you gon end up like lil peep
moms got a jeep, and i just joined the team
i just copped tommy on sheet
k!llin the beat
sharp like a cleat
jump with the heat
spillin the tea
trap the backstreet
in the cities
ichigo like bleach
dippin like yeet

blamed:
wearing the same sh-t i wore yesterday
the grind never stops
i never hit the hay
so f-ck what you say
i don’t a give d-mn
all traffic has its jams
i should stick to the plan
f-ck the test, let’s go
baby you and me, i should doubt you
f-ck around too much
but what does that do, nothing
think about it every night and i ain’t jumpin
say you had no clue but you knew you had it coming

talking down on me
i’ll snap back, i don’t wear that
antisocial on the cap
need that asap, rocky like this beat
shopping down on main street
just checked out need a receipt
preheat the oven to upbeat
cuz i’m going in like an athlete
at a track meet
i’m out like an ejection seat

f-ck

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