Icftt 20.06.16 Unmixed Demo

Lyrics

[ Chours: Khontkar] I catch you fire Making some bows Not easy air I got a blast I swear it's Pablo's tigher F*ck all bullshit I came for the title I'll catch y'all fight Matches some bows Another easy life I got hear plays days makes small tighter F*ck all bullshit I came for the title [ Verse: Khontkar] I'll put all the shipping on me (huh) I wanna make in no country (yeah) I took my sh*t overseas I'm gonna be some sh*t Now some of them I lost my pen (fhe) Coming from realtor (realtor) They don't know Sound was the real world (world) Butter used to sleep on the rich girl (girl) Sorry but this is real me no favor erasing Rhytm a boys though they give me 10 years I know folks Come in and knock my door wife You taking no trust back yummy no f*cks Given the skating usual so f*ck Zombie me some papers but I see my heads now For coming back come on one day day Was my fathers more like I've worn in My pocket and it's not for fun (all rgiht) Dominating game that come on my friend (yeah) Sweaty guy or the total utter pain (yeah) Mama staying working at try job Some ? still doesn't have any chat (yeah) Am I gonna room for two mega ha (prr) Saying you're real I don't give a f*ck I came when they can't win nothing by the pan dog Not catch somebody's like a shot (whoa) [ Chours: Khontkar] I catch you fire Making some bows Not easy air I got a blast I swear it's Pablo's tigher F*ck all bullshit I came for the title I'll catch y'all fight Matches some bows Another easy life I got hear plays days makes small tighter F*ck all bullshit I came for the title [ Verse 2: Khontkar] No I wanna buy some gauche (yeah) I don't wanna tell anymore I just wanna get there Do my whole John still maket it out of Now we're get rich b*tch on it (yeah oh) I no buy some good shoes (aaa) I don't wanna said anymore What you wanna do (aaa) People just threw Becca Donohue Now we're gonna roast Virgina to prove [ Verse: Myndless Grimes] Makes my cool bossy I stay waving kidsh (huh) Luckily we keep on one pillow Young Ni**a you know we rich (trust me) He don't wan't a kid run Up and pay is a fight him Chris Sending no movies talking talking pop You why you're up late in the rig black You know brothers be fake We relax when I'm dreaming the kid Put the money in the bag I knew Susie was proud if I aim for you heart And I'll be in your face like My gun a be shit work you You know pu**y alert with Your feet but we don't mind She beat Fenny for Turkey [ Chours: Khontkar] I catch you fire Making some bows Not easy air I got a blast I swear it's Pablo's tigher F*ck all bullshit I came for the title I'll catch y'all fight Matches some bows Another easy life I got hear plays days makes small tighter F*ck all bullshit I came for the title