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rory (rab) holmes - xv كلمات أغنية

(verse)
i’m gripping the weapon alot
i got it chambered
i’m keeping it hot
f_ck with me an your body will rot
drinking the fifth an im c_cking the glock
talking the sh_t an we finding a spot

dropping that sh_t, we dropping the jaws
f_ck you b_tch, you be needing some gauze
suck my d_ck, b_tch undo my drawers
we f_cking sh_t up, we coming for war

i’m probably going to h_ll
thеy think im with the cartel
sh_t, i think i be doing rеal well
sh_t, i think i’m compelled to excel
b_tch, i’m hopping up out of my sh_ll
got the b_tches up under my spell
they be hating but oh well
now the devil wants me
but he can’t f_cking have me
now the devil haunts me
he can kiss my f_cking ass cheeks
i’m not feeling badly
just another line for the f_cking tally
just f_ck yo sh_t gladly

i’m hopping out in a new car
got my weed, topped up in my jar
getting f_cked up when i’m hitting the bar
i got my lungs filled up with that tar

i’ve been up out of my head
doctor telling me to take these meds
every day waking up like death
in every way i’m feeling like sh_t

but i stack that cash up like there bricks

(hook)
all this sh_t the same to me
risk my life so dangerously
with the knife , i’ll make you see
n0bodies got faith in me
think i’m f_cked up mentally
shut the f_ck up an let me be
just walk away so carefully
i leave em all dead to me
(verse)
not gentle when i’m f_cking em up
i get violent when i fill up that cup
i only got good sh_t in my blunt
be on my grind not giving a f_ck

b_tch i be doing my job
sh_t you can just slob on this n0b
b_tch your liable to get f_cking robbed
sh_t i be smoking up on that crop
ya b_tch f_ck on the cops

up on my sh_t i don’t pause
b_tch i don’t follow no laws
i don’t really care bout my flaws
b_tch i’m coming up with the claws
im aiming around with the bombs
i’m setting off the alarms

i’m sipping on that whiskey
b_tch i be feeling tricky
got your b_tch she with me
the situation sticky
i don’t know why she pick me
just gravitated quickly
i put em at the end of my gun
i make em scream outta they lungs
b_tch i’m not holding my tongue
off my rocker an i’m about done
b_tch ya i’ve been feeling numb
these b_tches be f_ckin scum
sh_t i be making those funds
b_tch i do my own stunts

- rory rab holmes

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