Spirit
Feezy901
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I told ha fly high she start sipping spirits Addicted to money don't think you can cure it I'm on the west coast smoking Kurt A minute after 12 praying they declare At Rue Chris Steakhouse I want it seared Ayy make sure you sear that steak nigga I don't f*ck with spices I'm fucking with ginger Yeah they my bitch Cheat on me cheat back I ain't tender Show up at the garden been popping since kinder Yeah that's kindergarten What you know bout them days I had to starve for Mrs. Winters She read that I'm hot so she caught me a kindle I think she want a kindle fire I don't spit taste so I don't watch my tongue Remix the bowl I can't remix my lungs I'm in my trash bag just like the beat Found a dope in the trap now I'm moving my feet Get a kiss from your hoe know it right on the cheek Got straight in the sheets cause I said I would greek Can't do TV cause I know I'm a.. Yeah gone bleep that hoe out Why the f*ck do these niggas care about being judged Straight out the park Im the black Aaron Judge Ran a 500 nigga just because F*ck a iPhone can't tell if it bugged Can't do too much liquor getting drunk is a drug Oh god Man let me talk to these niggas Cowardly nigga I'm calling them Courage I'm walking the beach they can't f*ck with my verbiage Oh god They not used to my voice they gone say that I slurred it If I get sick in England I'm taking some birdridge Hope I said that right First time sober while freestyling Still finna walk this motherfucker Shout out Nick I'ma kick the hoe out cause she wilding, stupid ass hoe Hit me up she a star in the land of the silent She get domestic I can't do the violence F*ck I look like nigga Think bout my past need to facetime future You want free band then cut out on the computer Eight years old I cracked my ribs on a scooter Wish I had the lifestyle of fucking a tutor Every little nigga wanted that Ginuwine I pass that bread like it's magic I'm glad he's by that motherfucker ATM Mr. Omar shit'll get tragic The Union Pacific my life is on track with the bengals I won 40 racks for a sack Put some plays in the oven we need some expansion Lead on the block like I covered a scantron I ain't buying that the bih having a tantrum Get in the pit I'm third gear with a tandem Twelve pull up I'm outta there Yeah fucking your bitch on the balcony yeah She gone make it clap for me yeah Count up dead pres when I get in a abyss You know I got a little lisp Look at that time and you cant see my wrist Like gahh damn ain't that a bitch Like gahh damn aint that a hoe I spilt a 3.5 on the floor Man f*ck finna go get some more Call my young nigga where is the smoke Where is the action I want my pay better pay me like Jakeson Before I get to some shit just like an action I want my money on the front not the back end Better pay up cause young nigga watching Tag her two times and hit her with the right Fucking your bitch and it sound like a fight Sound like I just gave a bitch a DV charge (chuckle)
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