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Blizzard on my wrist, huh Flexing on a bitch I'm Napoleon you're Kip, huh Imma flip the switch Yo, drip on my friends, huh Ice be in my veins, huh Lookin like a grain I ride tracks like a train, aye (oh shit) I'm never gonna get another chance like this Imma speed up on this track with some nitrous Double dash up and you know I popped the mushroom Cruised on by flipping off Peach and King Boo I'm the type of brother that finesse your bitch and snatch it She beg me for some seed so we plant it in the snack pit I make the kind of music that appeals to only crackheads Teacher says it's weird that we're sexting on my iPad I mean shit... that is out of the ordinary... Now that I, you know... Shit, now that I think about it... But fuck it, my man got a crib and we're buggin' Playin Smash Bros. taking turns on who's pluggin' Slappin' bitches harder than the beat in this percussion Imma feed your ears until you're lyrically a glutton Remember charter members Can't help but think I was the primary offender I tend to take up the entire room with all my temper Matter of the fact is I was the spark that formed the ember Aye aye I don't make friends, bitch, I'm MT I make paper Fuck a job, I'd rather fuck a bitch, aye On the block, my squad is in a race In your feed, spreading seed You a wannabe, bitch, wanna be me, bitch I'm a king motherfucker, I'm a king I'm a king motherfucker, I'm a king Said I'm a king motherfucker, I'm a king Said I'm a king motherfucker, I'm a king I'm a king "Why the suicide plane fails ninety-nine times out of a hundred... The U.S. Navy's accurate fire is enormously effective... Even against the best defense the enemy sometimes gets through." Back on my devil shit I give no fucks All of my hate I give through love All of my effort still isn't enough Holes in my walls they make tensions feel rough I wanna die, I want to slit on my throat with a knife I am so sick of this muhfuckin' life People will leave you and people will die Clipped on my wings to disable my flight I take a needle I'll lace it with lye My girl with me but she's fucked in the head Told her tonight I will walk with the dead Friends will leave you brother they don't mean shit We live in irony, life is forfeit Our lives are forfeit Our lives are forfeit
Writer(s): Levi Stone Walker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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