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Michael South
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Буриков Михаил
Songwriter
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Shape their future...
Are dependent on an escape that makes the unreal seem beautiful
And the reality of life seem unnecessary
Pull up on yo ass Yamamoto
Block is full of slaves but we riding in it pronto
Moving in slow got the zips in the cargo (Y'all know)
Cruising with the mob and we slide on the high note
Wheels so fast in the hood like the speedboat
Keynote how we got those greens on the backseat sino
Have that bread n butter lay it down el greeno
Scars on souls payrolls still fino
Man I need steam and a sister
Homie bust a key got oz in the system (Hiss em)
That's the type of shit to make a dissing
Better see me as a threat and brag about it
Tell me bout it did you miss me
High lit zip get D licked (Brrr)
Bling from a shawty
Do it quicker quick (Ugh)
Tag this hoe won't ever buy you purse
And make somebody of nobody
You just made that worse
Pull up on yo ass Yamamoto
Block is full of slaves but we riding in it pronto
Moving in slow got the zips in the cargo (Y'all know)
Cruzing with the mob and we slide on the high note
Wheels so fast in the hood like the speedboat
Keynote how we got those greens on the backseat sino
Have that bread n butter lay it down el greeno
Scars on souls payrolls still fino
Ride like a seaboard
The keynote on the low
Smoking that kilo
My bitch Filipino
Riding in the whip I sell kilo
That bitch go regular I need Latina
Smoking in a cab grabbing on her ass
Take it then I pass it to her back
She finna lick it then I put it on her lap
I quit em ciggies now I'm finna go relapse
Atm I tell 'em fuck 'em all (Hit the pause)
Hit the dummy with the beanie tryina steal the show
Do-rag on smoke some I'm kinda slow
Miss me when I'm gone
Sex 'em all on auto
I be running laps killing cats
Laser hit lab rat killing fake cats
Hop of Cadillac (Ugh)
Did street business like father like son
Killing pussy for fun
Spitting facts not a pun
Pull up on yo ass Yamamoto
Block is full of slaves but we riding in it pronto
Moving in slow got the zips in the cargo (Y'all know)
Cruzing with the mob and we slide on the high note
Wheels so fast in the hood like the speedboat keynote
How we got those greens on the backseat sino
Have that bread n butter lay it down el greeno
Scars on souls payrolls still fino
How we got those greens
Lay it down
El greeno
Writer(s): Michael South
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