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blckbrd. & nikko - crows don't forget كلمات أغنية

[blckbrd]

starved for dopamine
unproductive things
burn a 4 gram cannon ’til my lungs is green
verbal latrines, these rappers want they flowers
but it dried up into potpourri
i rolled it up and lit it
this literature wrote its own for me (its own for me)
ash in yo gramma fine china
lil friend like tony montana
what do it cost to make a dollar?
just ask chiquita banana
crow and nikko brought the squalor
cover the nose wit’ bandana
brd got the t__th like a koala
keep a stick, now he a panda
it get to poppin’ like everyone got moët and chandon
murder the game, you won’t find n0body that’s redder handed
muhf_ckas lamer than lame, i seen rappers renting phantoms
only get rich if there’s other business ventures in tandem
interview ’em while they vision blur to bokeh
crow like larry king
you on they b_lls, i call it boba, on they nuts, it’s scrat
raven rip apart canary when canary sing
since a jit my medicine came in saran wrap
[nikko]

yuh first off i peel they skin back
already know the sh_t is thin just by the way the wind could sting your b_tch ass
you never clutch a fist , you clutch up a gat
the way you cringe and wince at every joke and laugh cracked up on your behalf
you p_ssies soft (uh)
and the difference between me and y’all is that i’m actually passionate about attacking ya
like f_ck this rap sh_t
hatchet out your back i’m f_cking snapping at your scapula
i’m smashing, trashing, shawty could’ve had me
now there’s five guys inside of her eye, straight jizzing
okay, i thrive inside of the night i admit it
dripping cyanide
the p_ssy got 9 lives
you walking on my side wit it keep a 5_9 hidden
punk, when i’m in this b_tch they stop taking
when i’m in this b_tch these motherf_cking birds flocking us
p_ssy you a dead man walking
get a gravestone cause it’s stuck

- blckbrd nikko

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