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lirik lagu criss lyric - jasmine

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[intro]

[verse 1: criss lyric]

i be gone with the wind/

blowing through my brain; cobain. veins full of that opium/

i’m focused and your girl, your chick, your b-tch, your ho a fan/

wanna blow my clan, i’m like daaamn!/

who else you know be floating on them clouds?/

oklahoma style, bring that thunder down on your town now../

forecast say it’s gon be raining b-tches/

with a chance of more cash for me and my n-ggas/

so hand me that liquor, so i can proceed to damage my liver/

whether it’s papers, or swishers, or bowls, the vapors will get ya/

my wave is official, you came with an issue/

i came for some b-tches and hoes, who still got they tonsils/

i’m a monster, mobbing with my all mighty counsel men/

still packing whips, ladies lap until we porsche it/

forget your lips, i listen to your eyes when you talking/

she know this pipe game could make her water run/

but i ain’t gon force it/

walk it better than i talk, bite it better than i bark/

this that dog sh-t that you stepping into/

that hard sh-t, that raw sh-t, that artist momentum/

b.a.cardi i’m sipping, m.a.rley i’m twisting/

zag zigging ambition, and hard d-ck to all of my past b-tches/

check my catalog, my averages/

obviously, quality and quant-ty is all that i have n-gga/

still mad n-ggas is in my spot, driving my cars, counting my guap/

f-cking my star crush, cruising on my yacht,for me to sit back and watch/

and not do sh-t about it gon make me a sucker/

and i can’t go out like them, so the ink flows out my pen/

taking time, we don’t rush hours; j.c and tucker/

crazy mother fasho, i got the goods and i got to go/

running late to a show, i probably should cop an eighth to blow/

back to the face, i probably could, but probably won’t/

show up till i’m kushed out, pull up on a cloud of smoke/

fashionably late, fresher than those who showed/

up on time, tryna get in before 9, cuz they heard its 5 at the door/

n-gga your type is so broke, n-gga you wifing hoes/

at least two of my n-ggas piped it before/

but it’s cool if you like her though…oh

hook:

i’m saying do your thing my n-gga but if it ain’t all mighty it don’t even look right, or even sound right

[outro]

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