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100 Blunts
Suicideboys
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Yo, like that cigarette, I'm creepin' Ashen in, I'm flickin' liquid, got me feelin' wicked Singin' how I'm takin' every week and earnin' demons I'm creepin' on black secrets, got a demon in your closet, that drug money in your wallet, all black for a home invasion Smokin' that dope till I'm Asian, I'm in that alleyway, I'm big Switchblade on my hip, sippin' dip, dismissed with Chris, got me trippin', talkin' shit Got me trippin', talkin' shit, I'm twisted on that shit, I'm twisted on that shit Hunnid blunts to the face, hunnid cups, hunnid face That grip, make them motherfuckers pass me up, I blink and snatch me up Yo, bitch, I ride in dirties, wearin' and I'm skinnin' What I'm seekin' is a soul, could consider me a demon Dreamin' of a fuckin' blood massacre Bitch, I'm skimmin', bitch, I'm steamin', I'm so cute and I be damned if it was Reject voters, blood, yo, bitch, Rolex with your homies Ashes, I'm cheesin', meanin', I told your bitch we would fuck, but Hittin' for no reason, please and thank you when I drop a track All the insubordinates, I was teamin' up to try and stop me Tony told me it was choppa season, leave me screamin' for your mommy I'm sprayin' with that diamond and I'm sprayin' with that Tommy You smell good for a dead motherfucker You smell good for a dead motherfucker You smell good for a dead motherfucker
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Suicideboys
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