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plummcorp records - dracula flow 3 lyrics

i’m movin’ different
this sh_t ain’t nothin’ to me, man. i’m a dog
i’m bitin’ the fart bubbles in the bath
we smokin’ symbiotes
smokin’ that whoopie goldberg south egyptian furburger deluxe mega millions scratcher skunk bubba kush
we smokin’ dung beetle
i’m on 12 vicodin smokin’ on scooby_doo d_ck
we smokin’ sequoia banshee boogers
we snortin’ that good buffalo soldier tamarind jordanian jimmies

they must have amnesia, they forgot that i’m him
that burberry back woods hitting p_ssy smell like a h_llcat v8
we smokin’ sh_t in a glass pipe, blowin’ the lord’s bubbles. [yeah!]
i’m sick in the head, i’m on them broward county tic_tacs
i’m on them georgetown gеronimos, i’m on them nashville nibblers
i lеft my margielas in the benz truck, i’ll have to stunt on them next time
i don’t give a f_ck if i go blind, i don’t need to see the price tag anyways

i’m high on 12 jason bournes, lookin’ to beat the cum out of a thick fresh oak
we’re smokin’ filtered crack, you stupid piece of sh_t. i’ll f_ckin’ k!ll you!
call that p_ssy the matrix because i’m in this b_tch and i can’t get out
last guy who ran off on the pack got choked out by some givenchy gloves
the last thing he ever saw was the price tag on them
slowly faded into darkness and i let the archangels take ‘im

i need more sequoia banshee boogers
don’t be shy, girl, i love me some pastrami mud flaps
i’m movin’ like french montana_ heh?
welcome to the cream kingdom, b_tch
open up
black china, i drink her p_ss out of another man’s b_lls
my shooter a crackhead, he look like woody harrelson
you ain’t seen ten bands in your life, chit
reach for my neck, you’ll get turned into an example

y’all gotta stop playin’ with me, man
i threw diamonds at the strip clubs under the great pyramids
i pushed the camel through the eye of a needle
this sh_t ain’t nothin’ to me, man

tied the ops to the back of a track car and dragged him around the block for 24 hours
motherf_cker look like a resident evil 5 campaign extra after we was done with him
ops wanted some initiative, blew up their entire quadrant

i’m moving like oppenheimer
she drop that ass on me from an egregarious angle
they thought i was steven wallace
top shelf zaza disrupted my circadian rhythm
i have seen the magna carta
i’ve seen the eye of hora
i was flipping bricks for mansa musa before y’all even became a type 1 civilization
this sh_t ain’t nothin’ to me, you stupid piece of sh_t
step the wrong way and you will perish

that p_ssy feel like biscoff b_tter
you think i care about this sh_t?
ask me if i care about this sh_t
’cause i don’t give a sh_t
if i had a dollar for every time they said i gave a sh_t i’d be broke
’cause i don’t give a sh_t
my b_tch look like david hasslehoff
i balled so hard they thought i was a f_ckin’ n_ts_ck
this sh_t ain’t nothin’ to me, man
i’ll k!ll you, you stupid piece of sh_t

- plummcorp records lyrics

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