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KAIJU - ISAACWHY x CHILLS x DO NOT RESURRECT
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do not resurrect
do not resurrect
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Isaacwhy
Isaacwhy
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Chills Number 15
Chills Number 15
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(AV with that drip hoe) I ain't worried 'bout shit cause I'm stunning I been smoking on that dope, god damn and I love it Them late night city lights shining so bright She said it's gonna be a hell of a night (let's get it) Drop a body for no reason, fiendin' Drive the Maserati like a demon, speedin' Pop up with a shotty, Imma leave him leakin' Walk into the party with a heater, bleed him Steam him, flee, no Even Stevens Squeeze my piece, I breathe then beam him Glock so clean, my heat conceited Stomp his spleen then leave With an older chick like, "Oh that's sick" I'm chillin' with a throwback bitch The hoe that thick, she really wanna hold that dick Leggo that shit, I'm schemin', wanna load that blick And blow that but you don't really wanna know that risk Ha, you don't really wanna know that risk In the vicinity, posted wit' that double blick We rock extendo mags, laser with the drummy clip I'm in the back down, posted with a dummy Thick bitch, greenin', get rich, schemin' Seven-figure budget, know what I meaning Keeping, chrome piece on me Low speed? Hardly Pull up to her place Got the molly, watch me Fuck your bitch, load a clip Money on me stayin' rich Exotic whip, stupid drip Hit it, then I dip out boy I got bands, she don't really wanna miss out, boy She all about cash, she don't wanna miss on I ain't worried bout shit cause I'm stunning I been smoking on that dope, god damn and I love it Them late night city lights shining so bright She said it's gonna be a hell of a night (let's get it) Ay lil' shawty, can you roll? She hop up in my whip and away we go If a motherfucka' try me, Imma' go Beast Mode If a homie turn snake, he gon' be a John Doe And you say you poppin' tags but you ain't bought shit Tattoos on my wrist and more on my bitch And Res got the stick and he ain't gonna miss Isaac with the hits, so we all gettin' rich If I walk up in the party, bet I got the green on me Been smoking all night, taking shots of Bacardi And my Crodie got my back, he strapped in the party Boy your bitch slid through and she put the pussy on me She a freak, she a freak Make a bitch freak leak She a freak, she a freak Make a bitch freak leak She a freak, she a freak Make a bitch freak leak She a freak, she a freak Make a bitch freak leaki
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