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lirik lagu alex vince - order 66

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[verse]:

i just hit that walter payton pack, boy
i’mma need some visine
crystal vision on the track, boy, i’m riding with the high beams
silence in the black lamb, shanghai the cat, my shawty dressing like a bratz toy
i ain’t joking, call me batman
she calling herself eileen
tap on the digital
they be acting like the numbers is critical
hit my burner
i ain’t got the time for it
you should blow me like i’m yellowstone
watching atl as a youngin’ dreaming of yellow bones
like toto hit the brick road and couldn’t resist
i’d hit the shot, but i still pass to my brother for the assist
i’d elaborate on visions but you wouldn’t get the gist
st. nick can’t even get with my gifts
like being humble but i never talk my sh~t
a pacifist i pass the spliff
an activist i’m yacking liquor out the right side of the cadillac
shouldn’t have hit the zig, i could’ve guessed i’d get the spins
and love is blinding as a cataract
learned that from james gatz
she be speaking easy in my left ear
it’s like a whisper in tongues
strong dro be aggravating my lungs
both the former and the latter got me hooked on they rungs
i’m activating the b~tton
the next sphere after the strato, outer sp~ce with the plug
watching clips of joe gatto while i’m facing the blunt
sipping on passion fruit purée and a little bit of guava juice
i like fresh fruits that’s tropical and my fries a lil curly
seasoned salt on them b~tches, pepper red as the eyes of a villain
a 10 piece, i’m ’bouta k!ll it, sauce is spilling on the jersey
i’m sorry, when i’m hungry i be surly
i’ll be good, that’s just part of the journey
my lady love being affectionate whenever we be playing my bops
riding ‘round in the city without no aim till we lost
either we thinking the same things or she’s just reading my thoughts
she gave me head at the red, now that’s that always top
i bought some extra virgin olive oil straight outta the adriatic
throw it on my sandwiches, they thinking i’m a true italian
no b~tch, i just like that accent and the seasonings
cuisine is so immaculate, i’ll throw away this dream of singing
rapping, making videos to prove i got the talent
i would rather cook an open face on stage in front of twenty thousand
f~ck all of that gimmick sh~t
it’s damaging
y’all force me to restore the balance
and i’m moving like i’m annakin, buddy


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