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lirik lagu roadrun cmoe - matte coupe

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[intro: talibando]
you know what the f~ck goin’ on
what up, cmoe?
what up, ross?
awful lot of road runnin’ goin’ on (trapaholics, b~tch)
brothers only sh~t

[verse 1: talibando]
my life like a movie
your ho see me in the club, run up on me like a groupie
dark shades, these louis, fifty on me, all blues
n~gga try to take somethin’ from us, he gon’ make the news
like my baby got a catering service, all he serve is food
got the block hot like the desert in the middle with droom
mr. t with all these chains, i’ll pity the fool
i wake up drinkin’ lean, got my day in slow~motion
n~ggas’ life at a standstill, thеy ain’t got no motion
sixty thousand on a truck and drive that b~tch like it’s stolen
makе the money counter jam, gotta count it with our hands
i got papercuts now from runnin’ through a hundred bands (real trap sh~t)
all hustle, no luck, stay down ’til i came up
rollie plain, i ain’t tity boi, but i got two chains
i’m in neiman marcus shoppin’, spendin’ all my loose chains
come through in the all black, new vip like bruce wayne (d~mn, son, where’d you find this?)

[verse 2: roadrun cmoe]
army green matte coupe, i feel like i’m bruce wayne
perc~30s, wockhardt, i’m always havin’ mood swings
my pinky ring cost what you spent for your two chains
a hundred band in blues, that ain’t nothin’, that’s just loose chains
droppin’ bombs in your city, i feel like i’m hussain
why you ask me what’s up in my cup? i’m sippin’ juice, man
it cost to be a boss, quit cryin’, i ain’t droppin’ tissues
she thought it was them short people when i had to drop the midgets
three hundred like death, i play with bales of loads just like a fisher
i walked up in your trap and i didn’t see sh~t, all i heard was crickets
ayy, p, chronomay
switch up on an f&n, it’s automay
the way i’m f~ckin’ on your b~tch, man, that sh~t p~rnographic
threw it back and population, i don’t want the baggage
i’m sleepin’ good, i got a half an m up in the mattress
you bought designer for your birthday but i trap in fashion
n~gga
[outro]
(trapaholics, real trap sh~t)


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