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β’04 Oct 2022
[Lyrics Below] pray for days or pray for keeps I'm too busy countin money in my sleep get the racks on racks for the family cuz ik they be tellin me, talk is cheap I'll screw this beat like i screw them bitchs'n'dip Fuckin chocolate chips, y'all softer than cookie dough, I'm a rough 8 Bit To sick to follow, cuz my spittin ways are pathogenic Y'all just don't seem to get it, four ounces of cocaine on display Up on stage with a mic and stance to pray Cuz I'mma make all you f****** my slave Catch hands or catch a fuckin murder case I'm the villain y'all boutta embrace Cuz there's no superhero, nah not today Probly like a few light years away To infinity and beyond I'm boutta say Y'all get scissored like lesbians, and get played like an umbreon Set the fight into battle and win it like spawn Nobodies pawn I'm my own rook, so gtfo of my lawn I'll go straight towards you like japan with a bomb Pearl Harbor you boutta be, I'm the dominant alpha cuz I am such beast So stfu or get muzzled up This is my only callin so tell me what the fucks up This whole party you made boutta go tits up Mostly cuz i still don't give a flying fuck And love makin anarchy with a fuckin cut So let me in c***, or let me sin Cuz i need to be worse than maleficent All y'all shit ain't as efficient so here's a tip, go get fuckin bent bitch Pray for days or pray for keeps I'm too busy counting money in my fuckin sleep Get the racks on racks for the whole family Cuz ik they be tellin me, yeah, talk is cheap pray for days or pray for keeps I'm too busy countin money in my sleep get the racks on racks for the family cuz ik they be tellin me, talk is cheap
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[Lyrics Below] pray for days or pray for keeps I'm too busy countin money in my sleep get the racks on racks for the family cuz ik they be tellin me, talk is cheap I'll screw this beat like i screw them bitchs'n'dip Fuckin chocolate chips, y'all softer than cookie dough, I'm a rough 8 Bit To sick to follow, cuz my spittin ways are pathogenic Y'all just don't seem to get it, four ounces of cocaine on display Up on stage with a mic and stance to pray Cuz I'mma make all you f****** my slave Catch hands or catch a fuckin murder case I'm the villain y'all boutta embrace Cuz there's no superhero, nah not today Probly like a few light years away To infinity and beyond I'm boutta say Y'all get scissored like lesbians, and get played like an umbreon Set the fight into battle and win it like spawn Nobodies pawn I'm my own rook, so gtfo of my lawn I'll go straight towards you like japan with a bomb Pearl Harbor you boutta be, I'm the dominant alpha cuz I am such beast So stfu or get muzzled up This is my only callin so tell me what the fucks up This whole party you made boutta go tits up Mostly cuz i still don't give a flying fuck And love makin anarchy with a fuckin cut So let me in c***, or let me sin Cuz i need to be worse than maleficent All y'all shit ain't as efficient so here's a tip, go get fuckin bent bitch Pray for days or pray for keeps I'm too busy counting money in my fuckin sleep Get the racks on racks for the whole family Cuz ik they be tellin me, yeah, talk is cheap pray for days or pray for keeps I'm too busy countin money in my sleep get the racks on racks for the family cuz ik they be tellin me, talk is cheap
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