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Ethereal & Alexandria & Zach Diamonds & Tristan ‘TLM The Reaper’ - Rap, Vaporwave
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[Verse 1] Oh chilling off in the back Man I'm so gold I'm putting hoes in the Ozone The green on me is so strong I'm thinking bout that lap That I wanna put vogues on She keep telling me, You too on But they sleep on me like a futon The doc told me I'm sick At birth they doubted me But it made sense, just a little bit Cause the track I touch get spewed on These dollars don't make sense That shit ain't real nigga If you out here chasing cheese boy You looking like a sin Oh I guess that's just my view Most think I'm a nutcase But rolling round, on my 24s I see what you had on your lunch date I punch fate in thе mouth Or maybe it's flipped around It's funny how things shift around Like thе first time I had touched a pound I ain't never gone slow down Built for this nigga My bearing super slick nigga My dick bigger Your shit just can't compare (uh) The supernatural bastard child Bringing that bastard style Your boys start acting wild While your girl gone have to say a prayer [Chorus] Keep your pistol, fuck fight
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- Ethereal