Anomaly

Lyrics

God mode, El Diablo, couldn't probably whip a [?] from the cosmos Channel Pac's soul then we swap coats Drinking Ciroc Gold as my stock grows Cockroach The [?] Each bar equals a rock sold No hablo ingles, We let the cops know I have a side that I cannot show Just like the moon, you might assume He be taking some kind of shrooms when he write his tombs Heard he used to ignite the room from inside the womb Sun shinin', Its five to noon I really do this shit, I'm silly stupid