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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lee Christopher Murphy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aeer
Producer
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Lyrics
Put my heart up in the blunt
Got me barking like a mutt
Let me spark it, set it up
Need a target and a mop
Always walking, never stop
Never talking to the cops
What's your secret? I forgot
Third precinct is rocks
Get extinct and get forgotten
Got to think of bigger problems
Target-rich, it's time to carpet
Counterfeits up in the market
Lot of lips to get to marking
I might sip it, then I spark it
I might flip it, get in armor
Put a missile
Put my heart up in the blunt
Got me barking like a mutt
Let me spark it, set it up
Need a target and a mop
Always walking, never stop
Never talking to the cops
What's your secret? I forgot
Third precinct is rocks
Get extinct and get forgotten
Got to think of bigger problems
Target-rich, it's time to carpet
Counterfeits up in the market
Lot of lips to get to marking
I might sip it, then I spark it
I might flip it, get in armor
Put a missile where the heart is
I don't see anyone else that's trying to do this shit
I don't see what anyone else has to do with it
I don't see anyone else that's trying to do this shit
I don't see what anyone else has to do with it
Six-three, Lexus
Simply precious
Wintry freshness
That's me, that's us
I might see successes
I've been scheming blessing
You've been scamming your friends
I've been planning dividends
I wish we were different friends
Now it's bitter differences
That's my sidder, that's my sis
I'm a critter in a den
Clovers glitter in the glen
Stole a sip of odds and ends
I've been fit to take a spin
Pop it in like Ben 10
Put my heart up in the blunt
Got me barking like a mutt
Let me spark it, set it up
Need a target and a mop
Always walking, never stop
Never talking to the cops
What's your secret? I forgot
Third precinct is rocks
Third precinct is rubble
Go re-think your bubble
No speaking, just rumble
Gave these pigs some trouble
No delay, just hustle
I bustle, no tussle
I might hug you with my muscles
Make you puzzled like a puzzle
Make them humble like a bug
Make them stumble like a rug
Get some mud up on that mug
Put a rumble in your gut
Mr. Clean, I'm with the suds
Mysteries up in the blunt
No mysteries, let me be blunt
Third precinct get fucked
414, 414, throw it up
612, 612, say what's up
414, 414, throw it up
612, 612, say what's up
Put my heart up in the blunt
Got me barking like a mutt
Let me spark it, set it up
Need a target and a mop
Always walking, never stop
Never talking to the cops
What's your secret? I forgot
Third precinct is rocks
Writer(s): Lee Murphy
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