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the chrome rims
Presedential Rolex, two carat diamonds with the stone gems
Pockets filled with lucci leather wallets designed by Gucci
Parlay in resteraunts,

spend a little time as long as you mine
Stay right by my side (Skrt skrt skrt)
Shawty hop inside (Hop in)
Where we finna go we slide (Slide right through)

ride

Keep a loaded 9 
On my side
To protect my life

Let me get inside 
From behind 
Pressure been applied 


(Chorus)

Tryna feed all of my bros

This can get tekky
Top 2 and never two just like headie
Go on glides don't care if you're ready
Send a IN DIE R just cos I'm petty
I got 5 on the gas

want, bro?
Most days wanna be a-lone
Used to feel a lot, now I have to sit with the same thought
For one to two hours tops
Wish I could stop but my brain

Would he still get embraced?
Or would you find the applauding
Would quickly turn to appalling
You got no career by the next morning
I ain’t saying you

falling stones That shit it’s hurt Inside my bones
When the snow start coming on December
I thought was real about how I feel
I was wrong time fly these

Dead Body Disposal

Necro

Gory Days

out of the bastard
Strip ya self new first so you don't get blood on ya new shirt
And cut the fuckin' corpse up like a butcher to meat kid
And put

is power 
You see it as bleak 
The world could be ours
You too blind to see 
But diluted by cowards 
Continue to sleep 

Remain high for hours 
This

and whine
Until it's time to go to bed
You've got spiders, sour milk
Instead of brains inside your head

Nothing like fake friends
Hands up, bang, bang
Go

Charlottesville, Virginia just two hours from me
Saw what they did to Deandre & man that shit so sour to me
We people too but ain't no power to me 
To be honest

shit

Won't be disrespected by a thug or no bitch 
It's Eastside in this bitch 
I get so high in this bitch 
I might scissor yo bitch 
My pussy like

Yes...

Yes yes y'all, I'm bout to get in some shit
Yes yes y'all, I'm bout to get in some shit
Yes yes y'all, I'm bout to get in some shit
Yo, I

attached by
The time the hooker
Leaves to bring the gwap to my team
You a duck, I'm the chosen one
A goose amongst a few geese
Elegant whip with two seats:

open up
And we all fall down
(x2)

[Turntable scratch: Nimo the Hooligan]
The bottle's gonna be the closest thing we get to a womb

[Verse 2]
Scarcely

out like a hysterectomy
When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite
Or get you bumped off from the inside
Jaws is hanging
Frauds is left

Hello, Thomas, I see that you're depressed, what's the problem?
Is it the skeletons you're hiding deep inside your closet?
Have you been reading

Rolling Stone Ft. @Bgomz

(LYRICS )

Dont be fooled by my reluctance/
I just cant stay long cuz im hustling/
Yea i like to have fun in a function/

Eyes wide shut but they know
Buried alive by the lies in their soul
Their stride of a blind man's stroll
Well for whom does the next bell toll
I'm

inside a nigga-rigged time machine
Powered by bones of those
Who choose to survive by violent means
Plain sight, or hiding behind the scene

Whose

the treetops and towers
Giving rise to super powers in flowers pollinated by killer bees
Making honey sweet never sour
Turn the volume up louder
Eyes on your

get you a horrible endin
Keep playin games lil boy gon get hurt
Get put six feet inside the earth
No boundaries the world is my turf
Eyes errwhere i

where'd you get this instrumental
Where the fuck you get your whip you didn't mention it's a rental
Since two thousand and ten I've been going mental with

time and time
and time again

Hut one, hut two, hut! yeah, get my touch down
I'm not gon' let them touch you
Just like my bustdown,

not tryna gas you up