Shapeshifter

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BandGang Lonnie Bands - Rap, Midwest Rap

Shapeshifter

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[Intro] (Rell On The Track) (Relapse) [Verse] Hey, see me then you don't, they think I'm OT, but I'm home I shift up in your bity then I'm gone I done teleported from the ho strip to the mobile home A shapeshift with no GPS on the phone Huh, Birkin, Jim Jones Ahh, ahh Car game, shift shift to the nearest market store Gift card, shift, shift, Chaldeans finna cash 'em, though Creak, creak, creakin' in the desert with a heavy load Shift these, left uncle with them **** like Spaghetti-O's Bruce Lee, chopper, chop him down, this some extra pros Blue cheese, thirty-ball in twenties, this a lettuce bowl Twenty-ball in fifties, this a Santa roll Flick that fire in your city, turn the candle on Shift, shift, turn the gas on I got exotic pane, half the **** you pay a stack for They out of shapeshift, sellin' square and circle back one more And how to get it here and get it there and shift shift? Let him twenty-four Huh, shapeshift the weight, lift the pockets, swole Tuh, fake [?] with him, I be switchin' throats Shift, shift, I'm way too gutter to be a GOAT With the chop that hit right off of the O Huh, I came for real pimpin', lil' ****, I ain't no jiggalo But your baby, ain't have to leave the 304 Shift, shift on the **** when they act like I need 'em, though Criss-cross, now who the **** you look like to go backwards for? You done get the stomp stomp I ain't want them frats, told my baby I'ma They call me when they glass get up, lil' ****, you a mase run They see your [?] to the store, you lookin' dick a lane suck Ayy, around that **** gettin' a ho I'm on that Yellow Brick Road Tuh, creature through the mountain with two thick **** They get they switch on Tuh, head game vicious, I call her "Big Dome" Send my dogs with the business, don't get sick, don't You like that [?], I think his wrist broke Uh, stitched lip, switch, switch, blow Then shift, shift, switch, switch, click, click, bullets gone So many shells on the floor look like pistachios I'm from the wish a **** woods, lay a patio Shift, shift, turn into a wolf when that cabbage low Shift, shift, banana clip crack a **** cantaloupe

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  • Rell On The Track
  • Relapse