RoveR
Byrd Sinatra
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Yeah You know? coming with magick (yeah) I done bent the corner bitch I'm tryna run these bands up Same shit every morning hit 360s like a man hunt Wear shit like a vest this get brown heavy guess I'm standin still All curves burnin rubber with a backwood need my hands filled New boo in the whip you bet it's casper nigga dead still Popped out from the skin I'm slimy white I had a bad meal It's best to save my breathe I need a bitch to play the advil You tell me shit I know & that's the part that got me mad still I'm duckin off I do that magic shit it got that static feel I cook up with the hiccups need a ale to add a different feel Might squeeze ya lungs it's better if a nigga keep the water chill Might turn out like a bastard child my soul gone want the love again Hold it out I run the drill it's 90 points for even showin out I tip my hat 90 degrees you gotta square that route Done cracked code davinci told this shit ain't black & white Gone add some color to this bitch Cocaine on the flesh we made a snow angel on Mother's Day Tweaked out bout the mention it's the name you chose to play in clay Ion feel no sorrow got no pity for no broken vase Man go cure ya self I got a hoe now it's a holy space You choose ya position is you runner up or base? I shine out the vision It's too damn sunny for my taste I dim down the lights & now the vibe done moved my way I spit what I'm livin I told that bitch come get this play I done bent the rover bitch I'm tryna run these bands up Same shit every morning hit 360s like a man hunt Wear shit like a vest this get brown heavy guess I'm standin still All curves burnin rubber with a backwood need my hands filled New boo in the whip you bet it's casper nigga dead still Popped out from the skin I'm slimy white I had a bad meal It's best to save my breathe I need a bitch to play the advil You tell me shit I know & that's the part that got me mad still Keep it playa with em I done took the layers off Shit be too damn clear I think you got ya moves from voss High speed on my ass I'm movin crooked so damn what? I be off my ass can't stay down low I need a truck The world been in my hands I think I ate it in the clutch Bounce no bouncin sound you seen a nigga back & forth Light these bright ass candles on the alter here's the punch It wasn't for no goofy shit might need some better luck I done bent the rover bitch I'm tryna run these bands up Same shit every morning hit 360s like a man hunt Wear shit like a breast this get brown heavy guess I'm standin still All curves burnin rubber with a backwood need my hands filled New boo in the whip you bet it's casper nigga dead still Hopped up out from the whip this niggas scared still
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