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KEVZOR
KEVZOR
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
KEVZOR
KEVZOR
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Love Gauffin
Love Gauffin
Producer

Lyrics

Let it loozay when you spark it at me, she is the highest in leagues I'm going through the motions, eenie meenie mo with my seeds I smoke the finest of weed, we got a platinum tree They ask me who I am, I tell them I'm the flyest of breeds Cause I be ripping off the seems, we are the finest in the making Like a bottle old red wine, I pop it when she's shaking Random people going in out and out, and now they're hating Laughing smiling at them, cause I know that they be craving Sloppy toppy's cannot stop, when I'm always in the lobby She be tellin me she's sorry, looking stupid when she's coming now You know I'm finer baby Now off a molly when we party we can't tell no fucking body Off the whips, with the shits When I flip, on a trip Want my beastmode, cannot stay When I'm in the booth, I spazz okay I be flying miles, higher than safe Let it loozay when you spark it at me, she is the highest in leagues I'm going through the motions, eenie meenie mo with my seeds I smoke the finest of weed, we got a platinum tree They ask me who I am, I tell them I'm the flyest of breeds Cause I be ripping off the seems, we are the finest in the making Like a bottle old red wine, I pop it when she's shaking Random people going in out and out, and now they're hating Laughing smiling at them, cause I know that they be craving Yeah I know the bitches, fond of me Way I'm putting in my work, I think I won the lottery And I got the highest, patience in the room but still it's hard to see When I make my way, down town you know I feel the jealousy The way I be, we're feeling feels I want the mills, this time for real Let it loozay when you spark it at me She is the highest in leagues I'm going through the motions, eenie meenie mo with my seeds I smoke the finest of weed, we got a platinum tree They ask me who I am, I tell them I'm the flyest of breeds Cause I be ripping off the seems, we are the finest in the making Like a bottle old red wine, I pop it when she's shaking Random people going in out and out, and now they're hating Laughing smiling at them, cause I know that they be craving
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