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(专辑: IFeelLikeDirt - 2019)
5-1-7, Mac-11 Pop your fucking head, bitch 2-11, riding Chevys Drop it off your ass quick 9-11, building seven Crumpling like my casket Ducking out so fast, bitch Bones make it tragic Feeling something like Tracy Chapman Fast cars, just overlapped them You drop and nobody listen I
MMMBop just like the
Hansons Two left feet, I'm never dancing Let the
blade stand in if I'm ever anxious Out of dope, and all out of patience Dug my grave, it's time to get to laying Mud cover my Rolex, I
can never tell the
time We change the
game, you stay the
same Rhyme after rhyme 5-1-7, Mac-11 Pop your fucking head, bitch 2-11, riding Chevys Drop it off your ass quick Creeping in the
back, back Hop up in the
back, back I
don't fuck with it if it ain't TeamSESH Pussy, get back, back I'm up in the
back, back Fuck Kevlar, I
ain't shooting for the
chest I
will let it ride, your body cold, I
make it rot I
get it rocking, never gonna stop me Pay for your fuse, you act like you popping Now I'm swinging up the
coast Candy paint dripping off me All your flows been used before Your catalogue like a
swap meet Crop me out the
picture, try your best to banish me Going ghost, Backwoods smoking Inhibit your vision, I'm vanishing Dropping like a
damn machine Don't extend your hand to me I'll reject it, as expected There's a
reason why the
game hate on me 'Cause I
hate them all, and everyone involved You make me cringe, but it's straight I
needed a
laugh today Creep while you fast asleep Dead man never pass away Even when I'm gone off this planet I
live on and beyond with the
graves 5-1-7, Mac-11 Pop your fucking head, bitch 2-11, riding Chevys Drop it off your ass quick These hoes on me, I
don't love them back I'm crawling on fours, I'm sipping on yak These hoes on me, I
don't love them back I'm crawling on fours, I'm sipping on yak I
keep holding on, holding on Holding on, holding on Holding on, holding on Holding on, holding on 5-1-7, Mac-11 Pop your fucking head, bitch 2-11, riding Chevys Drop it off your ass quick