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christ dillinger, dj smokey & rxknephew - b-mickie كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
high_high_high_high_
high, sippin’ drank, poppin’ pills
’cause i’m gettin’ high, sippin’ drank, poppin’ pills
’cause i’m high_high (toasty!), sippin’ drank, poppin’ pills
’cause i’m gettin’ high, sippin’ drank_drank pills
’cause i’m gettin’ high_high drank, poppin’ pills
’cause i’m gettin’ high, sippin’ drank_drank pills
’cause i’m gettin’ high, sippin’ drank, poppin’ pills (evil poison boys)
’cause i’m gettin’ high, sippin’ drank, poppin’ pills (we make the best poison)

[verse 1: rxknephew]
i ain’t ’bout to play wit’ you
h_ll nah, i ain’t layin’ wit’ you
baby, i got bidness for you
took to_took to many beans, i can’t sleep, i’m ’bout to get back up
she like, “nephew, lay back down,” f_cked her while i’m standin’ up
she ain’t_she ain’t got no ac, so the fan gon’ cool my work off
she ain’t got no wi_fi, she like, “neph, cut the hotspot on” (it’s based negative squad, you stupid b_tch)
opps ain’t_opps ain’t got no data, tryna argue when they screen frozе
i wear that gl!ck around an opp head like pеtey pablo
b_tch, i’m walkin’ like i’m nephew brock lesnar
my b_tch ronda rousey
my wrist is too astounding
i might lost and found him
you ain’t big meech, you b_mickie
talk behind my back, still wit’ me
i’ll do yo ass like b_mickie (toasty!)
coulda k!lled you like b_mickie
but i let you live like b_mickie
n_gga, i’m lamar in that movie
right when he first came home from jail
walk in burger king, slap the employee
like, “you don’t know my name?”
opps only gettin’ three views
opps only got three pairs of shoes
the other one is your mans shoes
them girls shoes, they make mans shoes
kick your t__th out wit’ dior
your opps squeak when you walk
they ain’t_they ain’t even got no airbubbles
you ain’t sneakin’, you squeakin’
she was only wifey for the weekend
she like stop playin’ ‘fore i come find you (it’s based negative squad, you stupid b_tch)
[verse 2: christ dillinger]
walk in the trap, slap everybody
walk in mcdonalds, slap everybody
walk in wendys, slap everybody
walk in your house and slap everybody
fiends in the trap look like ally lotti
drugs in my vein, like antibody
walk in [?]
my n_ggas strapped up like they [?]
i wonder why he keep the tec
your b_tch an eater, got no respect
of course i robbed you, what you expect?
grew up in the hood, i was droppin’ checks
i’m like b_mickie, fifty_dollar bags
in the crib poppin’ thousand_dollar tags
i’ll really k!ll a b_tch just like b_mickie
never let a ho f_ck my money up like b_mickie
dior sunglasses, three_fifty
my b_tch’s heels, ten_fifty
fix my hairline, cost fifty flat
i’m still drinkin’ lean even though it’s flat
big ass backwood, it look like a baseball bat
sippin’ on some syrup like project pat
cut my hand off ‘fore i give you n_ggas dap
walk in the trap like stone cold and fold a n_gga up
rap money slow down, hold a n_gga up
get so drunk they gotta hold me up
i’ll cut a n_gga, they gotta sew him up
premium cash, for the large amount
we cashin’ out, cashin’ out
you don’t racks, i bet you holdin’ out
[chorus]
high, sippin’ drank, poppin’ pills
’cause i’m gettin’ high_high drank, poppin’ pills
’cause i’m gettin’ high, sippin’ drank_drank pills (professor smokey is an evil man)
’cause i’m gettin’ high, sippin’ drank, poppin’ pills_pills
’cause i’m_’cause i’m gettin’ high (outstanding), sippin’ drank, poppin’ pills
’cause i’m gettin’_

- christ dillinger dj smokey rxknephew

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