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(альбом: Boy Who Cried Wolf - 2017)


[Wifisfuneral:]
Gin$eng
Aye
Oou
Oou
Cris Dinero
Oouu
Oouu
Oouu
Yuh

[Project Pat:]
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Where the hollow paint shells laying, man, noboby knows

[Wifisfuneral:]
Hoes back with the strap, I attack, go back
I remember all days moving pack
Split 50 cent cakes on me, where it's at
Now my diamonds looking like my chest freeze on the map
Wait, wait I might pull up
Hold up, no, where was you at you was not in the dirt
I seen those stains when you clean on your shirt
She suck my dick 'till she hiccup
They call my phone, I'm no pick up
I'll let you know if I pick up
She just got caught in a pickle
Moving with 458
While he tote.38
Yes, he might up in your face
If you think it's too late, huh
I just might nut on her face, huh
Thick yellowbone bring more weight, huh
In my portal, I'll float outer space, yuh
I'mma push some, merge up in your lane, yuh

[Project Pat:]
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Where the hollow paint shells laying, man, noboby knows

[Wifisfuneral:]
Yuh, uh
I don't see enemies, they're all dead
This is what happens when titan go mad
Black light my soul I can't help who I am, ooh
Crushing on a perc, boy, feel it in my fist
Spent 20 thou', yeah, right on my bitch
Guess it's the perks of lightskin, being rich
Devil on my soul, new phone, who this?
Mop with a stick like I'm Mr. Clean, uh
Fuck nigga test is the end of he, uh
Bitch, your allowance my pinky ring, uh
Bitch, lick your wrist when you think of me, uh
Creep through your dreams with the weaponry
Boy, you too pussy, you know you can't censor me
Fuck on that opp bitch, man, that be my speciality
Boy, you too pussy you know you can't censor me
Fuck on that opp bitch, man, that be my speciality

[Project Pat:]
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Where the hollow paint shells laying, man, noboby knows
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Pop-pop till you drop, body full of bullet holes
Where the hollow paint shells laying, man, noboby knows

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