lirik lagu snowbeach - shirt
hoodie on jumpy tag sh~t
jet lag with a bad b~tch in paris
i’m sitting on her
defy gravity with fashion
stepping on giuseppe’s if you ask
and they throw on the scene
and on the seems
a p c low h~rn
there’s gold on it
and i ain’t even playing
pardon my habits
we just talking family
designer rope chain
in my jewellery
she know ’cause i’m p~ssing on her mule
and it’s over, you medulla
years of all wh0res
cocaine connoisser
eyes glossed, best dressed
but more duce noose
duce duce
say, ya’all on my sofa
cartier rosa
i’m the chauffeur
it was marked from the start
since the snazzy apart
close up
i’m built to a ark
a wrack flex
my back pack bars
m c m hatton back pack
filled with firearms
death by designer
christian dior bullets
and when the pull at the flesh go
the magazine mac glow
what’s the issue?
scud missile
sling back wreck ‘official
i past those leather buck and whiled tones
you see i like gotta pair of whiled’s on
nix, polly, polly tic ’em with them politicians
poverty, push ’em, pure
and it’s my problem
as the world turns my n~~~a’s burnt
but as this worls burns my n~~~a’s deserve
just some sh~t i learned
get money in the draught; n~~~a
what do you sell
not living to your potential
got you living in h~ll
eyes they hind you
smirking the car very well
cut up the baffoe
set you up with fail
this is down where i g with the rap song
i could run up in this gallery with the mask on
fighting like a brainless
now times is heinous
but still i need an idea
and the trainers i got
more bangers
rings on both fingers
my sh~t come four languages
you suppose to manage us
all i need, some black wranglers
n~~~a
get you hold a wranglers
and five wild winners
bougth whole summers
watch the sign, i even like do real numbers
watch the spear liners
watch nix square liners
but they ain’t touch mail from us
not a thing outta our stomachs
try, you like them pigs out do you?
and a jumpsuit from africa
i saw her driving with sicker
oh, up in the freak town sector
you know it’s love n~~~a
you know that i’m deep down with you
this ain’t no beast town
and the freak down with you
i really had nothing
hood kids got this
i put a twelve foot mickey queens
prize project
listen close now
speak through the process
sh~t, i’m having a ball
and i got this sit in the wall
and my barber might insert a sib
with a snub and i haven’t finished you off
get a little glimpse, it makes sense
i’m twenty years after the drug dealers and pimps
money still dirty like i’m knocking fence
most my music now streaming like i’m prince
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