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lirik lagu ​miind - ss

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[intro]
yup, huh, okay (talk to em, talk to em, talk to em)
y’all n~ggas are not better than me (suicide season n~gga)
we back (suicide season n~gga) wh0re!

[pre~chorus: miind]
b~tch i’m the biggest steppa in the room
i put 10l on my back what the f~ck you gonna do?
what i put in my bong smell like pepe le pew
go ghost on a hoe i just walk with my troupe
you must be off a pill if you try to f~ck with me n~gga
i might have to pull out my deuce

[chorus: iamdead]
i bet i’m gunning him down
n~ggas not making a sound
choppa hold 200 rounds
hold 200 rounds like bl!ck em
bl!ck em, bl!ck em, bl!ck em, bl!ck em

[verse: miind]
wait i might just cop me a shotgun just like the walking dead
i got the fye on me it’s looking for hoes, leave em s~xxyred
white af1’s sip oj in a branco
keep that ‘yap on my side but no combo
i’m so gear 5, i might punch kaido
tea gone cold so don’t talk, dido
my b~tch birkin bag gotta lot of paraphernalia
call you n~ggas monkeys n~gga like frieza
this ain’t a film but yo ass want a feature
shout out ‘rel we ctrl alt delete ya
i cannot put my berry punch in that dutch
n~ggas be squirrels get off my nuts
white and pink arcteryx, coke over gums
why the f~ck yo crew all full of bums?
n~gga think he ran me on a track, get em gone n~gga
b~tch showing leg ima give her ass a bone n~gga
body of bender on me, i’m talking chrome n~gga
but i stay w the pole like i’m gon n~gga
ran in yo house we prepared to go slide
f~ck n~gga talked on my name then he died
smoke me a pound of that kale b~tch i’m fried
that boy got gunners, he obviously lied
[interlude]
alright 10l heading out
10l let’s do it, y’all know how it is
we legendary, alright i want y’all to say it behind me
gang, gang, gang

[pre~chorus: miind]
b~tch i’m the biggest steppa in the room
i put 10l on my back what the f~ck you gonna do?
what i put in my bong smell like pepe le pew
go ghost on a hoe i just walk with my troupe
you must be off a pill if you try to f~ck with me n~gga
i might have to pull out my deuce

[chorus: iamdead]
i bet i’m gunning him down
n~ggas not making a sound
choppa hold 200 rounds
hold 200 rounds like bl!ck em
bl!ck em, bl!ck em, bl!ck em, bl!ck em


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