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envy caine - drillrock كلمات أغنية

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she gave me matta then i called a cab
started feelin’ my pockets, beggin’ for some cash
shorty couldn’t stop blushin’, smilin’, talkin’ fast
then i gave her some counties, slapped it on her ass
hit the gas in the amg, i almost crashed
still got rid of like ten pounds, that sh_t was trash
lil blockwork, you want some za, i gotta tax
why the f_ck would you ask? you know i got the strap
i let 12 walk up to my car and started diggin’
said you smokin’ my homie, foenem ’bout to get him
started floxkin’ like, i hope i hit him
if he hangin’ with brodie then he goin’ with him
rp with a triple stack it got me itchin’
paranoid, i wish i could move my bed in the kitchеn
soakin’ drugs on paper, send it to the prions
madе a plan to finesse the world, i gotta finish
when i slap from the back she feel it in her gut
shorty love when i put my thumb inside her b_tt
baby, get on your knees, come and eat this nut
said she was a good girl now she a sl_t
that boy ricky kept goin’ like he runnin’ track
n_gga, get off the internet and blow a strap
everybody hate coka ’cause he be talkin’ facts
heard they said they gon’ k!ll me, all these n_ggas cap
i heard they plottin’ to get me
if sh_t get too sticky i’m floxkin’ this blixky
got some baddies they tryna get shiggy
if i ain’t rappin’ or trappin’ i’m tryna get busy
pandemic, we ran up them racks, boy
you ain’t hear what we did to that last boy
off the jwett i could get it for half off
k!llin’ opps or we duckin’ the task force
where they at? i can’t wait ’til i catch ’em
they keep droppin’ them signs, why they disrespectin’?
cuzzo died they still ain’t get the message
i need some help in the trap, it get hectic
like to play with these b_tches feelings no affection
bullets flippin’ the car, he was drivin’ and textin’
coke came cheap like i’m dealin’ with mexicans
i could steal your info for investments, n_gga, give me that sh_t
i know some demons, some takers, who sneak in your crib like some roaches and take all your sh_t
backyard, front door, hit him with the [?], ran off with they money, i know they was p_ssed
i love the hustle, sh_t run in my blood, i was raised by a gun so i hate when i miss
face shot, stomach shot, bro gettin’ nervous the first time he saw it he shakin’ and sh_t
i got some k!llers with dreads, they [?], when they start drinkin’ rum they get crazy and sh_t
coka fresh out the pot, i was born with the sauce, they gon’ eat it up, they want a plate of this sh_t
n_ggas be rattin’, y’all still show them love for the money, y’all really okay with that sh_t
we throwin three fingers down, if you throw up the opposite we add a k to that sh_t
n_ggas be dissin’ and mentionin’ me, but don’t mention the g, we don’t play with that sh_t
heard they wanna k!ll me, tell ’em come and get me, it ain’t gon’ be easy, i stay with that blixk

- envy caine

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