Sun Shyne Guns flyn

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[Intro] Sunshine Sun Shyne, diamonds flyn Skull head, my heart shyne (?) Ay sun shyne [Hook] Sun Shyne, diamonds flyn Plug talk, Iphone, Facetime BB belts, skull head, my heart shyne Skrt,skrt past ya ass, (?) Sun Shyne, diamonds flyn Plug talk, Iphone, Facetime Big belt, skull head, my heart shyne Dead faces in my pocket and they cryin' [Verse 1] Big faces, hanging out Hood punk, 30 mag poking out Lil shyne, (?), sun shyne Lean in a 2 litre, now a goth cryin' New coupe, skrtin', flyn Fuck cash, all credit, know we buyin' Goth boy's lyin', hood up, I be flyn Fuck a G5, in the trenches I be flyn I'm on solo, I don't slide with hoes Only slide with niggas that gon' hang and that's for sure When you (?), hang him by the toe Jewelry 'round my throat, with some cut throat Cut throat, the world cold God damn, yeah nigga, I'm so cold 30 Glock, beatin' out Bankroll in my pocket and my sock [Hook] Sun Shyne, diamonds flyn Plug talk, Iphone, Facetime BB belts, skull head, my heart shyne Skrt,skrt past ya ass, (?) Sun Shyne, diamonds flyn Plug talk, Iphone, Facetime BB belts, skull head, my heart shyne Dead faces in my pocket and they cryin' [Verse 2] Weep, weep, whine, whine Thumbin' through the dead faces and they all mine Turn the trap to a haunted house, (?) BB belts, skull heads hangin' and they shyne I been on my grind, I don't cut no slack Had to bounce back, now I'm sliding off them (?) Dressed in all black, devil Marilyn Manson Silver bling hanging off my wrist yeah they dancing 30 round mag, (?) Mud in a 2 liter, (?) Tear drops, when I hop out Tear drops for my friends that flock out