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Kyndran L Brown
Kyndran L Brown
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I copped some brand new exotic The package flew over Atlantic And I put it right on my body Exotic exotic body's exotic Whatever I'm smoking exotic I got it straight from the islands Spaghetti the plate that's Italian The body on this one a stallion And I got her straight from the islands She told me the top she might chop it I taught the new whip karate The difference you want it i got it The flow is on wallet in pocket In short I don't play bout the profit If you owe me then make the deposit Or I got some partners foreseeing some charges Say what you want we ain't taking no loses Catch a glimpse of this drip they gon say that I'm foriegn It's like a secret can't tell what I'm on Yet if I mix the black wit the yellow Jacket to bezel then take this yak to the temple Ima be on a whole nother level So just past the me Petro Yea I order straight from the chef While in studio cooking I feel like a chef When you a star you care less bout a ref Yea we want it all and nigga we don't need yo help That is just me talking to self I put 2 gs on her belt Every week I spend 2 gs on my health I got a thc tendency think I need help I copped some brand new exotic The package flew over Atlantic And I put it right on my body Exotic exotic body's exotic Whatever I'm smoking exotic I got it straight from the islands Spaghetti the plate that's Italian The body on this one a stallion Yea I got this straight out the freezer Yea this here is hard but look easy First I get the check then they see me Then I hit the backend when leaving I'm stunting daredevil you see me If this ain't bout business Houdini I'm not accepting excuses this evening You can get stuck wit the stick that's adhesive Smoke by the pound and drink by the liter I exotic my squad like this follower the leader We go so hard they pre ordered the sequel Schedule tight its gon be hard to see us taxing them Franklins rest in peace Aretha Stack like a Baker no kin to Aneta You stay letting em down its gon be hard to keep up They gonna hate when they see us Its gon be late when they see us It's no debate when you see us Now they see us and want to be us Her body reminds me of Aliyah I need more cake for the feature We need more space for the re up I knew from the jump that we'd creep up Get the bag when I spazz they caint keep up Hit the gas then I laugh they caint reach us I copped some brand new exotic The package flew over Atlantic And I put it right on my body Exotic exotic body's exotic Whatever I'm smoking exotic I got it straight from the islands Spaghetti the plate that's Italian The body on this one a stallion
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