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Christian Masters Miner
Christian Masters Miner
Songwriter
Ryan Conophy
Ryan Conophy
Songwriter
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NightVibes
NightVibes
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What a waste Large ego to embrace Be that bitch I leave on seen Before you go against - Yeah, yeah, yeah I got that highness Ripping on through my throat Before the coke enters the sinus Shriveling up the blockage Try to breathe it only tightens A getaway from my thoughts With no resort to using violence Ima break it down to get it across I'll fuck you Up up up up up Ain't got the key but keep it Tucked tucked tucked tucked tucked So keep it shut I've heard Enough 'nough 'nough 'nough 'nough Target acquired better Duck duck duck duck goose Shoulder tapped so make a run Head rotating slowly See that figure in your shadow Deemed themself a work of art So they belong up in the gallows Got that sweet sweet death A living Bach with no piano Can't afford to speak the truth I'll make you scream like a soprano Stayed true to the wave Bet a motherfucker could of been here more often Pull up with a dual wield Click five times to ignite Death by coughing No friends only been in photos Tofu Stuck up in a box, go loco Loaded with a clip No flip on an MP5 When I whistle and blow, that's toxic waste What a waste Large ego to embrace Be that bitch I leave on seen, before you go against the grain Keep it tame, no impala way I ram it in your face Utter disgrace you're blessed, with a second shot But the crosshair came in haste bitch I'll fuck you Up up up up up Ain't got the key but keep it Tucked tucked tucked tucked tucked So keep it shut I've heard Enough 'nough 'nough 'nough 'nough Target acquired better Duck duck duck duck goose Shoulder tapped so make a run Stayed true to the wave Bet a motherfucker could of been here more often Pull up with a dual wield, click five times to ignite Death by coughing No friends only been in photos Tofu Stuck up in a box, go loco Loaded with a clip, mo flip on an MP5 When I whistle and blow, that's toxic waste What a waste Large ego to embrace Be that bitch I leave on seen Before you go against the grain Keep it tame, no impala way I ram it in your face Utter disgrace you're blessed, with a second shot Yeah uh yeah I don't talk 'bout none that shit, outside my day one I knew something 'bout that bitch, she want my income I ain't taking all them drugs, I'm tryna sell some Fuck that I've been out my head, I'll prolly take one Okay i move it right back, my family bigger since I got some Free whoever did it, while you out go shoot a gat What about whatever, I just got because I want one Free whoever did it, While you out go shoot a gat That's why I fucked that girl you love, Because you pussy That's why I been around it, Ion really want it That's why I'm back at ratchet city gettin' money That's why I'm picking different bitches, I am bored as shit Amma fuck that girl you love becaus- That's why- Amma fuck that girl you love becaus- That's why- Am back at ratchet city- That's why- Different bitches- Bored bored as shi-
Writer(s): Christian Masters Miner, Ryan Conophy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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