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aol x 4everhaunt3d - set the standard lyrics
[intro: aol]
ayy, look
dialup, ayy
look, ayy (dialup)
chricale on the beat (1_800)
ayy
[hook: aol]
couple hundreds in my mouth
smoking boof in the booth, blackout
got a bad ass twink from the south
i’m in his guts ’till he f_ckin’ pass out
couple hundreds in my mouth
smoking boof in the booth, blackout
got a bad ass twink from the south
i’m in his guts ’till he f_ckin’ pass out
[verse 1: aol]
woah, i feel like a bernie bro (y_y_you’ve got mail!)
ayy, smoking sesh, got me vertical
ayy, i’m too high, gimme vertigo
pull up on your block, let the 30 blow
woah, woah, manic off the f_cking bud
woah, woah, i’mma roll another one
woah, get it coursing through my f_cking blood
coming out my body, ’cause it hit me like a sucker punch
f_ck it, i won’t clear the sample
i turn your homie into an example
f_ck ’round, get trampled
call me a f_ggot your life will be cancelled
i cut you up with the scalpel
fresh red blood on a goodwill flannel
i get it poppin’ like amyls
i am a god, you should build me a chapel
i feel like mark hamill
all you p_ssies jokin’
i’mma set the standard
woah, i feel like mark hamill
all you p_ssies jokin’
i’mma set the standard
[hook: aol]
couple hundreds in my mouth
smoking boof in the booth, blackout
got a bad ass twink from the south
i’m in his guts ’till he f_ckin’ pass out
couple hundreds in my mouth
smoking boof in the booth, blackout
got a bad ass twink from the south
i’m in his guts ’till he f_ckin’ pass out
[verse 2: 4everhaunt3d]
staring at the sun, my mind is spotless
i don’t really care, ’cause i look flawless
ripped black jeans, air jordan, b_tch i’m ballin’
i don’t care what you say, i know that makes you salty
y_y_you know that i’m hauling pounds of that frosty
money in the locker, rich punk rocker
i can’t f_cking stop, i’m addicted to the grind
got that money on my mind, chase the treasure, hit the mines
[hook: aol]
couple hundreds in my mouth
smoking boof in the booth, blackout
got a bad ass twink from the south
i’m in his guts ’till he f_ckin’ pass out
couple hundreds in my mouth
smoking boof in the booth, blackout
got a bad ass twink from the south
i’m in his guts ’till he f_ckin’ pass out
[verse 3: chricale & aol]
big man blocking the sun with his face
suffer eclipse, sacrificial it takes
i am the noose among none
mayonnaise mo’f_cker make beats for fun
make heat for money, i give it away though
reaching for 20s like d&d save throw
this beat’s a nacho, salsa con queso
big beautiful king on the scene if you say so
got a glock with the ‘stendo
big c_ck like a d_ld_
main dude smoking indo
styles switch, nintendo
styles clash like a.j
and i give him d_ck like ray j
if i see a opp on the f_ckin’ block
i’mma wavedash like melee
lil’ b_tch
[hook: aol]
couple hundreds in my mouth
smoking boof in the booth, blackout
got a bad ass twink from the south
i’m in his guts ’till he f_ckin’ pass out
couple hundreds in my mouth
smoking boof in the booth, blackout
got a bad ass twink from the south
i’m in his guts ’till he f_ckin’ pass out
[outro]
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