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No Front

 

No Front

(альбом: Pandemic - 2020)


Grow up, nigga
Yeah, yeah

A front, nigga, this is not that (No, this is not a front)
I hunt niggas down and blow em' back (Boom)
I'm smoking while I'm counting blue cheese
A blunt, that's for every single stack
Ferrari and the spoiler came attached
A hundred something thousand spent on that
Filet Mignon, crab well done
Super hot, a tan with no sun (Yeah)

Like Craig, I'm still the man with no gun
Serve a nigga beef with no bun
Niggas got a foul, and one (Now why the fuck is you foul?)
Fur coat, style Cam'ron (Cam'ron)
New Versace towel, step on (Step on)
She wetter than a cloud, umbrella (Oh yeah)
She wanna stay the night, can't let her (Can't let her)
She had to go, so I had to tell her
A life without a drum is no fun
A hundred plus shots and one gun (Boom)
A hundred shots of lean, not rum
I don't drink liquor, just lean
Never popped a pill, not one bean
Used to serve the fiends one thing (Tell 'em)
Baking soda rocks with chlorine (Tell 'em)
Faygo soda, popping codeine (Yeah)
The highest, flyest guy with no wings
Moncler orthopedics, no strings
Used to have to eat the sardines
Glizzy on the waist by all means
You can't put out the flame with no breeze
You can't grow this weed with those seeds
You can't pull a bitch with those beads
Easel Diesel, VVS stones
My whole gang got Bawskee vests on
Bulletproof to keep the chest strong
Give me someone else to flex on
All you niggas soft, get pressed on

A front, nigga, this is not that (No, this is not a front)
I hunt niggas down and blow em' back (Boom)
I'm smoking while I'm counting blue cheese
A blunt, that's for every single stack
Ferrari and the spoiler came attached
A hundred something thousand spent on that
Filet Mignon, crab well done
Super hot, a tan with no sun (Yeah)
A front, nigga, this is not that
I hunt niggas down and blow em' back (Boom)
I'm smoking while I'm counting blue cheese
A blunt, that's for every single stack
Ferrari and the spoiler came attached
A hundred something thousand spent on that
Filet Mignon, crab well done
Super hot, a tan with no sun (Yeah)

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