ColdConversationsOnBurnerPhones

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[Intro] Fresh off the porch, undefeated, it's me Leave you torn and distressed like Hollister jeans Fuck you and who supports you, they lyin' through their teeth I'ma take 'em to the woods, I'ma show 'em how to eat I bathe in the smoke, I lay in the leaves The only reason that these pussies wanna say they don't breathe Everybody And look, if you took in his house, you would've been flat out They ain't the type to come, maybe just, maybе just They're for a loop 'bout that motherfuckin' tradе code They're the big deal just tryin' to come, big fo' And look, if you took in his house, you would've been flat out They ain't the type to come, maybe just, maybe just They're for a loop 'bout that motherfuckin' trade code They're the big deal just tryin' to come, big fo' [Verse] Sippin' bourbon, Lex Suburban Rollin', brought that bitch to burnin' Chillin' like a clip of murder Scorchin', how that pistol burn 'em Bitch, it's hard when killers lurkin' Discussin' only on burners Repercussions, life or death Be slicker how you watch your focus Yo' bitch look like she refurbished Got the new crib fully furnished Rappers always fallin' off But SESH ain't never loggin' off, what Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh [Outro] Update completed
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- iris black