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christ dillinger & wendigo - paris كلمات الأغنية

it’s based negative squad you stupid b_tch
[intro _ acid souljah]
my personal driver smoke all by himself, can’t pass the blunt for nothin’
we be smokin’ up exotic weed, we roll the fattest nugs
bad b_tch at the crib, and she gunna suck me up
burberry, balenciaga, i be fly as f_ck
moncler jacket on, outside it’s cold like brr brr brr
crushed x pill on the table look like spilled nerds
it’s_it’s_it’s_it’s based negative squad you stupid b_tch

[verse 1 _ christ dillinger]
n_gga i’m rich, you’ll never look like this
you broke as f_ck, you’ll never get like this
i broke down the whole 8_ball using my fist
your b_tch watching my story, and you goin’ broke
i got a scale for the weed and a scale for the coke
i don’t really like scammin’, i’d rather sell coke
we got ecstasy, molly pills, xanax, and dope
couple bands what i spent on that new moncler coat
i drop 5k on the p_ssy, i trick on a hoe
hood i grew up in look just like palestine
cocaine in the pot look just like miss madeline
what the f_ck is he doing in p_p_p_p_paris fashion week, you sell p_ssy
you ain’t sellin’ no fashion, you sellin’ p_ssy
80,000 followers, you sold a lot of p_ssy
this an s for supreme, it is not for stussy
unc add a little cocaine when he roll his loosey
b_tch you look like lil yawh, how you actin’ choosey?
triple stack of molly make me sweat profusely
c_c_c_c_c_c_c_cocaine b_tch i cook it good
run the opps over with my truck like i’m suge
no i don’t want no p_ssy just the head is good
cocaine smell like burnt rubber, you know that it’s good
why you said you got money? you know you don’t
said you gunna slap who? you know you won’t
interstellar kush look like lil mo’
s_s_so based negative
we rockin’ balencis, we ain’t wearin’ jordan’s
i walk in the club and go right to the very important
f_ck a different b_tch everyday just like a mormon
spin the block on the opps without givin’ a warnin’
cartier sandals on me i look just like summers
if your boyfriend never got no money your life is a bummer
i f_cked your b_tch in the back of my hummer
this a rental from turo, it’s not even my hummer
she wanna come s_s_s_suck my d_ck, her man is a bum
triple stack of the [e_pill?], put that on my tongue
he bought that [3 pieces of platinum?] i know that he dumb
the glock got the scope and the light, it got every attachment
f_ck that b_tch and cut her off i feel no attachment
fake titties, fake ass, she got every enhancement
old head hit the dope and went off on a tangent
dope flyin’ fast [leer?]
my b_tch got a fat ass, rear
all of my opps, queer
i was cookin’ crack, here
cops check the truck, [chair?]
fly a b_tch out to suck the d_ck on spirit air
put my whole foot in the dope, made ’em shed a tear
it’s based negative squad you stupid b_tch
[verse 2 _ acid souljah]
my personal driver smoke all by himself, can’t pass the blunt for nothin’
we be smokin’ up exotic weed, we roll the fattest nugs
bad b_tch at the crib, and she gunna suck me up
burberry, balenciaga, i be fly as f_ck
moncler jacket on, outside it’s cold like brr brr brr
crushed x pill on the table look like spilled nerds
she wanna f_ck with acid souljah ’cause her boyfriend is a loser
we at p_p_paris fashion week, i look like i’m pepe la pew
i’m just like a skunk all this gas in the room
this b_tch at paris fashion week but all she do, is sell p_ssy
step out it’s a photo shoot we live life like a movie
step out it’s a photo shoot because we are important
these balenciaga shoes, i don’t wear air jordan’s
i probably wouldn’t f_ck your b_tch because she likes to snort sh_t
i don’t want a city girl, i need my b_tch to act mormon
plenty b_tches on my d_ck like i was a mormon
i might to out to utah, there’s drugs inside the u_haul
she sucked the d_ck and the b_lls
i’m really ballin’ a lot
i really count up the gwap
i really stack up a lot
based world, bns, yeah we really on top
i’m in p_p_p_paris france eatin’ bagel croissant
look at my outfit, it cost a lot
it came from p_p_p_paris france, yeah we spendin’ gwap
i was finna f_ck yo b_tch but then i peeped her lifestyle, and that b_tch chopped

- christ dillinger wendigo

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