lirik lagu imsickofjun - 473
ginseng where are you?
keep it up sharkboy!
[chorus]
i got pints of the wock i’m like, i don’t f~cking need you (yeah)
???
???
this that rack it ain’t green
why you sipping clean
party don’t make the way i got racks yeah i got stacks yeah i got cakes yeah
i got too much on codeine
godd~mn i really spilled it on these jeans
have you ever seen a pipe boy?
have you ever really seen it?
she seen me you ain’t see sh~t boy
stop acting like you did sh~t godd~mn
yeah i count it up i got like 20s and 50s and hunnids up in rubber bands
yeah light it up (fah, fah, fah)
hope you don’t die
got a bullet clip and an srt can’t be seen in no chaos
got a bullet clip and an amg you hatin’ on me you a f~ggot
hop in a gt3, pull a bad b~tch in a gle godd~mn
you see me now you hatin’ on me
got it out of the mud yeah i got it out of the safe
rain, new bands (yeah)
new b~tch, she bad
you’re 28 and get no money that sh~t be so sad!
redline! you ain’t found the rules
b~tch you know this is cool (yeah)
i just be counting these blues (yeah)
i really don’t worry ’bout you
pockets fat, pockets fat
it can fight it by the day
is she mad? is she, is she robbin’ all this sh~t i say
yeah, i know, i could never be the one
yeah, on go, she f~ckin’ like she ???
swear i don’t care she got some mileage
as long as she silent, along as she silent, she silent
[verse]
wake up and go get a bag today, man she wanna f~ck at my face (yeah)
i never really care of these jerks
we ride, ride, ride, ride, ride with a case (yeah)
??? in a race (yeah)
big z, tay~k (yeah)
yeah she smoking sh~t, sh~t laced (yeah)
yeah we smoking packs ‘errday
what you need?
what you need?
[chorus]
i got pints of the wock i’m like, i don’t f~cking need you (yeah)
???
???
this that rack it ain’t green
why you sipping clean
party don’t make the way i got racks yeah i got stacks yeah i got cakes yeah
i got too much on codeine
godd~mn i really spilled it on these jeans
have you ever seen a pipe boy?
have you ever really seen it?
she seen me you ain’t see sh~t boy
stop acting like you did sh~t godd~mn
yeah i count it up i got like 20s and 50s and hunnids up in rubber bands
yeah light it up (fah, fah, fah)
hope you don’t die
got a bullet clip and an srt can’t be seen in no chaos
got a bullet clip and an amg you hatin’ on me you a f~ggot
hop in a gt3, pull a bad b~tch in a gle godd~mn
you see me now you hatin’ on me
got it out of the mud yeah i got it out of the safe
rain, new bands (yeah)
new b~tch, she bad
you’re 28 and get no money that sh~t be so sad!
redline! you ain’t found the rules
b~tch you know this is cool (yeah)
i just be counting these blues (yeah)
i really don’t worry ’bout you
pockets fat, pockets fat
it can fight it by the day
is she mad? is she, is she robbin’ all this sh~t i say
yeah, i know, i could never be the one
yeah, on go, she f~ckin’ like she ???
swear i don’t care she got some mileage
as long as she silent, along as she silent, she silent
[!end!]
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