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Bones

Lysol

 

Lysol

(album: SparrowsCreek - 2019)


[Bones:]
Low-res life, 240p
Pray to the dead man, get up on your knees
Lo-Fi Desert Eagle in the night stand
I got several reasons, I won't fight man
Snow caps on my fingers, I'm the ice man
The type of show without even turning the lights on
Every flow is just something for them to bite off
I ain't the result of never taking one night off
TeamSESH, imported on my vest
Too clean, steralize [?], lights off
Wax on, wax off, it's a test
Fucked them all with a [?], show me right now
Up, high, down, low, too slow
Now I know you can't hang with the movement
I never thought I would ever get shit
That's why I think it came way sooner

Made a promise to myself I ain't never gon' be broke again
Sticky hands from the can
Collecting of the rose, damn

[Eddy Baker:]
Stone foreign, got horses like Arthur Morgan
See me in the section with the guys who important
Smoking on the gas just freshly imported
Don't plug the with the mob, you can get extorted
Diamond necklaces, dope boy Jordans
Cut a bitch off quick if she get annoying
I get money in the trap plus I get a torrent
Smoke two fat blunts every single morning
And I fade away after outer space
Always been a reject, filling out a place
Getting high just to coat with a day-to-day
Lay my soul on the beat and the 808

[Bones & Eddy Baker:]
Your bitch hit me, no, no, no, no
Higher, higher moving slow-mo
Money coming and money go, go
I been on this all on the low
Your bitch hit me, no, no, no, no
Higher, higher moving slow-mo
Money coming and money go, go
I been on this all on the low

done

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