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Waylen Fairclough
Waylen Fairclough
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Jazz Johnson
Jazz Johnson
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Isaac Miranda
Isaac Miranda
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PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Waylen Fairclough
Waylen Fairclough
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Wonderlust
Wonderlust
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Zian Mizan
Zian Mizan
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Noah Williams
Noah Williams
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PRIMO, PRIMO, 98, PRIMO PRIMO, PRIMO, 98, yeah I just fucked around and got us in I just hope me and my sister win Never fucked with anybody ever since When the shit hit the fan and they all dipped Ain't nobody come around us where we live Cuz the drama got em all up in they shit Never tell me nothing, you don't want the pimp Never tell me nothing, you don't want the pimp I just fucked around and got us in I just hope me and my sister win Never fucked with anybody ever since When the shit hit the fan and they all dipped Ain't nobody come around us where we live Cuz the drama got em all up in they shit Never tell me nothing, you don't want the pimp Never tell me nothing, you don't want the pimp You don't want the pimp bitch You don't want this clip bitch You don't want this slit wrist You don't ever got no fits You don't want no pop out shit You don't want no start in this You don't wanna catch no slip You don't want the pimp bitch They just be riding the wave, they just be miming away I do not care what they say, throwing own brains in a grave, I just be riding my lane, I just be minding my brain I just go ride for my team, I just go ride for my team Lord am I meant to be great? please will you show me the way Lord I cannot hold more weight, please will you give me a break I cannot run with the name, if I don't see any change Oh my god! I really can't stand this school shit Make me wanna stab myself with a pool stick Growing up, never really was a cool kid Now i'm grown, lemme show you how my crew kick STKHM, put that on my chest Talk shit, you don't wanna get pressed Where I'm from nobody confess Shady Five-Eighty, you don't want duress They know a nigga crazy, but I give my best Go back to my city, Imma throw a damn fest Imma queer black nigga, so nobody wanna listen Give me two years, and my neck gon glisten New metal fangs like I'm finna start hissing Venomous shit, I am legit Grew up 'round some real ass niggas who been hit with the stick Grew up in abuse, so I'm harder than bricks Wetting all my shots like Pat for the Knicks I'm back in this bitch, steady snapping on tracks in this bitch Any song on this tape that you pick, it'll stick Without a fucking hitch Thank god Imma bad bitch I just fucked around and got us in I just hope me and my sister win Never fucked with anybody ever since When the shit hit the fan and they all dipped Ain't nobody come around us where we live Cuz the drama got em all up in they shit Never tell me nothing, you don't want the pimp Never tell me nothing, you don't want the pimp I just fucked around and got us in I just hope me and my sister win Never fucked with anybody ever since When the shit hit the fan and they all dipped Ain't nobody come around us where we live Cuz the drama got em all up in they shit Never tell me nothing, you don't want the pimp Never tell me nothing, you don't want the pimp You don't want the pimp bitch You don't want this clip bitch You don't want this slit wrist You don't ever got no fits You don't want no pop out shit You don't want no start in this You don't wanna catch no slip You don't want the pimp bitch
Writer(s): Waylen Fairclough Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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