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xhris2eazy - #activated lyrics

[verse]
thought that it was+ thought that it was love, but that sh+t was really f+cked+
gotta+gotta keep it pushin’ mister ‘always keep my head up’
glad i got a couple tricks up’ my sleeve, ima+ima bust my nut, then i f+cking leave
yuh, flee the scene, yuh, flee the scene, yuh, flee the sc+
pull up+pull up to that f+ckboy’ door like it’s trick or treat

(wait holon, holon holon!)
based god papi, know you seen my swag, that sh+t hard uh

hurt i, at the feet, walkin’ like a cyclops
time to type all my songs, im finna get high as f+ck
thought that it was love, but that sh+t was really f+cked up
gotta keep it pushin’ mister ‘always keep my head up’
glad i got a couple tricks up my sleeve, ima bust my nut, then i f+cking leave
yuh, flee the scene, yuh, flee the scene, yuh, flee the scеne
pull up to that f+ckboy door like its trick or treat
yuh, i got lots of tricks, uh, i got lots of tricks, uh
i might f+ck that b+tch, uh, cum on that b+tch, uh
flеx on that b+tch, uh, i might jugg that b+tch, uh
i might chuck yo sh+t, uh, i might chuck yo pack

[verse2]
i finesse you out yo’ racks, i finesse you out yo’ stacks, uh
i love juggin packs, uh, i love f+cking thots, uh
i love doin’ drugs, uh, i love shootin’ mops, uh
always duckin’ cops, only smoke creme of the crops
sparkin’ up this blunt and now i’m higher than a jet
everyday i ball out, shoulda’ played for the jets, uh
with the+with the gang, countin’ green, like i’m on the jets
hit that boy, with a bat, but i don’t play for the mets, uh
think i want my best? uh, think i want my mess? uh
steppin on his neck, uh, step in on his neck, uh
i’ma f+ck this b+tch, uh, f+ck her till we dead
and the brain was so good, so i chopped off her head, uh

- xhris2eazy lyrics

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