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cali$to - dean كلمات أغنية

throughout the countless perils that left him reaching for a quick solution
what better way than to get f_cked up and love struck as an easy route to a sl!ck illusion
trickling down and close behind, a dark cloud chases him and floods his closet with the scar of a drip pollution
in the last of his days, the gap between life and its counterpart conjoined unto a blissful fusion
this is the story of dean cali$to, and may the gods forbid another tale as dreadful and dope as his

(yeah, haha somebody say my name? f_ck it. nah this sh_t hard, what the f_ck?)
might just go and switch the swag up on ’em, mix the ricky with the class
snap a picture, shake the polaroid. it’s drippin’ from the raf
feelin’ fly but when i’m down i zip it up and hit the gas
toss that thot up on her knees and get her sticky if it’s massive
don’t you ask if i run this sh_t, just let the gats hit, let it blast him
and f_ck pack, i’m smoking ashes
ain’t it tragic? he slumped before his f_ckin dad did, mr. absent
this whip ain’t stock but it still_

crash up on a couch
wake up and i don’t know where i’m at but sh_t let’s bounce
hop off the porch and push an ounce
counter keep it beepin’ trynna censor mass amounts
check it, i just f_cked a couple bands up, left ’em doa
dumped a couple hollows of them f_ckin .308s
wine and dine the twin berettas. let ’em eat yo face
leave the heater on that a/c, imma try the freeze the case now
this my play style, just called the shot and ordered take out
left ’em layed out, forever snoozin’ while i break out. cop a lake house
i cost arm, a leg, and 8 thou plus an 8th now for smoking all the comp
i try, i try way too hard just to get this sh_t
i think, i might need to chill
i try to fly way to high just to leave this sh_t
keep it trill
we legit
i’m too fly
i_ i_ i_ i_
might just go and switch the swag up on ’em, mix the ricky with the class
snap a picture, shake the polaroid. it’s drippin’ from the raf
feelin’ fly but when i’m down i zip it up and hit the gas
toss that thot up on her knees and get her sticky if it’s massive
don’t you ask if i run this sh_t, just let the gats hit, let it blast him
and f_ck pack, i’m smoking ashes
ain’t it tragic? he slumped before his f_ckin dad did, mr. absent
this whip ain’t stock but it still_

- calito

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