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THE ROACHEZ

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Adrian loves a lesbian I'm butt-texting half Mexicans
Sent out to fight like rest of them
My look-alike a mike, got ego trip I'm leavening
Since the age of seventeen
Pants don't fit I'm hemming them
Not together don't pretend
English class f*ck essays, instead I'd rather pick up the pen
Attend summer school again bitch don't wanna see me ascend
Beat them in the head to rot in hell and descend
In a leased base model bimmer we're past  making amends
I don't give a f*ck if I offend
If you don't like it you should probably not listen ever again
Cuz I'll burn our bridge and leave you on read with loose ends
Bible scriptures in our songs, we never say amen

We ain't seventeen but we still runnin' shit
I'm middle class but I still hit a lick
And swear she tame and she stay celibate
When it comes to me she still like my shit
We ain't seventeen but we still runnin' shit
I'm middle class but I still hit a lick
And swear she tame and she stay celibate
When it comes to me she still like my

I walk in a store and make the customer service nervous
Proceed to order a large drink and spill that shit on purpose
College Escape Plan, THROWAWAY the second version
It's ya best friend Christopher, the flirtin' virgin
Talking to y'all is like giving jaw to a surgeon
This bitch thought I liked her so now she out here lurking
'91 Cabrio on Facebook I'm searching
10k for a non-running car my bank accounts hurtin'
But I don't f*ck with your four doors
I'll steal your shit in a corridor
Behind the store that's brick and mortar
Cross the line like a foreigner
Hand full of rings imported from Mordor
Gobbling meat cuz you claim you an omnivore
On both sides we not tight friends no more
Got one bitch in fishnets perfume set claimed she's not a whore
Bloody Omaha beach you're washed ashore
Had to ask for five bucks cuz you a little short
100 followers we still got a bus and went on tour
In a Chevy pickup with a floorboard of a Ford
Upside down angel on the rearview screaming "Praise the lord!"
Porsche 911 on my list I can't afford
My homie wants to purchase and modify a riced Accord
I can have the whole entire collection and still request for more
Told my old bitch to stop bothering pointed to the door
Got a four for four in my four-by-four for my four fellows
Wearing full VLONE head to toe
My ex can't blow
I'm tired of these bitches I'm just trying to get a show
How you gon' be a hoe and can't blow?
We ain't seventeen but we still runnin' shit
I'm middle class but I still hit a lick
And swear she tame and she stay celibate
When it comes to me she still like my shit
We ain't seventeen but we still runnin' shit
I'm middle class but I still hit a lick
And swear she tame and she stay celibate
When it comes to me she still like my-
Your pants going too far up your ass
Putting your whole shit up on blast
I called your bitch a man and laugh
Hot like 'Winsky on Bills shaft
Don't get smart, kill the sass
Graduated missing class
How the f*ck did you pass
In the bathroom selling gas
Stuck up? Not really but sure
Running out the alley like my friendships was blurred
I've been acting all cool cuz I printed a shirt
I got a stripped polo in my bag y'all think I'm a nerd
Gun it down the streets and you know it be me
I'm in a grey GTI with THE ROACHEZ all three
Farhan ain't got cash so you know it's on me
My ex's cause of death, I hope an OD
No wait that's Juice no I'm never drinking liquor
On my bumper cover, all them roachez is a sticker
Practice bad habits, switching lanes without blinkers
Past bitch got issues I ain't sad I burnt the pictures
We ain't seventeen but we still runnin' shit
I'm middle class but I still hit a lick
And swear she tame and she stay celibate
When it comes to me she still like my shit
We ain't seventeen but we still runnin' shit
I'm middle class but I still hit a lick
And swear she tame and she stay celibate
When it comes to me she still like my-
Only 17 and you look like a meth head
Crusty, and unkept, bummy like the dead heads
Never brushed your teeth after giving guys some bedhead
Well rested guess you in his bedridden
You mad bout what I written?
Oh, so you listened?
Better hope y'all lose addictions
Know that y'all both out my vision
Still playin' chicken, well f*ck our situation
I love it when you spread misinformation and hate shit
Y'all will bullshit and front entire nations
Motherfuckers can't even make the connotations
Hurry with that meeting man I already lost my patience
I'm tired of y'all following and hollowing that shit relation
He's going behind your back to talk to a girl from his past
Y'all been on the rocks, knew your happiness wouldn't last
Mentally unstable, you sensitive like timid glass
Remember us together, that shit was wack I'm glad it passed
You cope with drugs and loose hugs but smarts you lack
My old love and close buds is in the past
Swallow it whole, you stressed so you smoke a pack
Cigarettes and sex, the only thing you feel
Don't wanna talk, didn't care how I felt
One year you hold dear f*ck that abuse
Turn it round on me with really no excuse
Might bite you in the ass who you accuse
Tables have turned your man's trash it's you who lose

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