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187 collective - camel crush mentol lyrics

[verse 1: badkidmizu, odiato]
[?] water, they bit like a shark
i stay with the iron call me tony stark
you play with 187, b_tch you ain’t smart
bullets take aim, you the boar they are [?]

my new b_tch she a lil dog, pass it
ball on opps like burnin magic
red buff, red buff i’m doin damage
so d_mn fly i be [?] aladdin

run up, done up, b_tch you better have your gun up
cuz we runnin in your house [?]
gettin tired of you n_ggas smokin mint get yo runtz up
[?] pump up

stack up my money like i’m playing warzone
look for my [?], put it on like i’m [?]
she give me top [?] that’s a snow cone
i keep the strap on me like no h0m_

all white shoes like i walk on a cloud
my gun like a speaker cuz it’s very loud
she cheated on you with me and she still around
[?] in the ground
chin checkin men i feel like [?]
[?]
[?]
[?]

i see a opp
i’m uppin the glock
unloadin the stick
and i let the [?]
[?]
walk down, run down [?]

i’m [?] shoutout to milo
white boy but i got a d_ck like a silo
f_ck 69, free bobby and
imma just delete yo type like a [?]

[verse 2: dubich]
purple, got it raining
and my cup evaporated
in my lungs, son of a gun
i made a deal with the devil, he won
i feel like sh_t [?]
[?]
tryna get the energy to stand up
[?]
[?] to see yo head bust
got a lot of melodies in my skull
on replay until i lose it
gotta face the f_cking music
but my mind is so abusive
what’s this life, i didn’t choose it
what’s this life, i didn’t choose it
yeah, this ain’t for f_cking dubich
i’m that nuisance with the blue silk
got that cool grin when i’m fuming
watch yo shoes when i’m [?]
it’s that 187 flow smoking o’s [?]
my eyes will be hangin low but i’m feelin the afterglow
[verse 3: saliva grey, 99zed]
sellin my soul
incendiary to a brand new home
turn off my phone
never need no
hoe to suck my [?] i’d rather be alone

saliva grey and zed you cannot f_ck with me
and 187 masked up we ridin quickly

my eyes are rollin back until they red
never sober [?] such a mess
[?] 187

i’m smokin booth pack, my whip black, i’m stunnin b_tch
ketamine drip, i sip the fifth, hoe i ain’t savin it

skull get cracked
wit a bat to the temple
crawl right back to the god that you live for
hoes get mad
the saliva don’t sip though
imma k!ll a motherf_cker [?]

cocaine drip in the back of my throat
i blacked out, f_cked up, drivin the [?]
got the pack wrapped up, flying to the coast [?]
loose lips [?]
1 and the 8 and the 7
no guts in em, murdered yo b_tch
grey don’t exist
would’ve made that if it weren’t for the [?] on my wrist
hands on the clip

the glock goes pop pop pop
that’s dirty, hollow tips blowin off yo top
odiato wit mizu cleanin up wit the mops
semi circle motherf_cker, turn the black back til i drop

- 187 collective lyrics

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