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young testicle - red tears lyrics

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whole crew flexed up , like 10 dollars to my name

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black jeans on , blood on mah phone
i ain’t comin home ,, just leave me alone
stay smokin blunts; trappin telephone
red tears fallin from my f+ckin wrist doe
ima fly away , haunt u when u sleep
blood money , dirty 20s , gotta get the cheese
smoke in my eyes , i can’t see a thing
ima grimy m+th+f+cka but my razor clean
keep it to yourself, no one gives a f+ck
since the 6th grade knew how to flip a buck
wrist shynin now , keep a switch tucked
blood glistenin on mah f+ckin b+tch’ cut
you better pray to deer god that he comes and saves you
cause when i come up wit my blade
there’s nothin that can save you
clip you like a video , ill cut you like a take two
b+tch we flexin now , i am never ever stable
b+tch we ridin out , moon glarin in the distance
get away from me , goodbye and good riddance
call my knife a period it stop you like a sentence
echoes cloud my brain ,, hope this life will f+ckin finish



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