Texty

Yeah, ah Comin' at the house doin' I got love for the girls in the crowd getting lettin lost in the marajuana clouds Aye don't look down Homie don't look down Said I swim in the sound, The only thing more raw is the shit I put out. A go getter, a gorilla, a trend setter Got vendettas with no dealers with no feelings I don't feel those who claim they the best ever You no dealer my crew iller I get scared just a block down town Walkin past ... you's about to sell out Slow dance on the main you ain't goin in around Throw fists
Writer(s): Christian Felner, Hayden Robert Day Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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