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$UICIDEBOY$ x POUYA - MUDDY BLUNTS

POLLUTED PARADISE

[LYRICS]
(CHETTA)
FILL UP MY CUP TO THE TIP ITS A MUST
IMA POUR ABOVE THE RIM TUPAC WITH THE TUSS
I COULD MIX A COMBINATION
LIL TECH LIL ACT
SHOW UP DEEP LIKE CONVERSATION
LET ME LIVE LET ME ACT
REAL TALK VISION VIVID
IVE DONE SEEN BODY BAGS
TOE FOR TOE WITH ANY VICTIM
IVE DONE SHOOK KILLAS HANDS
TALKING MONEY OVER GRAMS
WRAPPING BRICKS UP WITH SARAN
COUPLE HOMIES OFF THE TAN
AIR YOU OUT YOU A FAN
WELL ILL BE GODDAMN
BUT GOD DONT EXIST SO I GUESS ITS JUST DAMN
FROM A WHOLE NOTHER PLANET
HOPING OUT THE TRANS-AM
SMOKEY THE BANDIT
SWERVING IN MY SPACE SHIP
DIPPING IN MY STASH SHIT
THEY CANNOT RELATE SHIT
NEVER ON NO FAKE SHIT
LAMES WANNA JUMP SHIFT
STACK EM UP LIKE ROIDS BITCH


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Polluted Paradise (feat. $uicideboy$) [Prod. $crim]

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[VERSE I: PAPA PINE]

bitch i feel like tungsten
lungs itch from crumbling piff
a dozen blunts lit stuck on my lips
i summon something bloodless from the fucking pits of hell
yeah, i got fungus growing in my stomach because i'm chugging wishes from the wishing well
watch me swell from ingesting infectious hopes and dreams
you will never perfect them
smoking weed while i'm texting affections to your hoe named alexis
adding her to my collection
told her pull up to the 7th
i got one zip of that dumb shit but no protection
now the blunt's lit
she's a punk bitch
to my recollection, pussy like a dungeon
got me mumbling
now i'm flexing at the function
G*59 we run shit

[VERSE II: GERM]

ran up on 'em with the terror squad
i swear to god
up north, i'm off the snow with a bad lil' hoe
my woes with me on that rambo flow
kick down the door
we don't knock
we send shots
touchdown
i got the pack
roll that sit back
no lack
trusty burner relax on my lap
i got yo bitch on my dick
audemaur wrist so slick
dripping all wet on my shit
i wish a nigga would come claim his bitch
i got flame for that shit
respect ain't shit
yall niggas ain't shit
this shit is sickening
never stopping, DN$ the limitless
running, ruling i need infinite
aw shit
roll my dope
bang hoes with my bros
roll that motherfucking ghetty green, a nigga tryna smoke.

[VERSE III: $LICK $LOTH]

seven grams in the raw cone
fuck boy, it's my dick you can jump off
oh lord, i just popped me a xan bar
hold court when i ride with the pistol grip
talk shit to a fat bitch, make her feel average
bet sensei one stack if he smashed
woke up in the AM i heard that he passed it
migo and meth and lil germ hit her backwards
northside shawty got the 40 and the gaudy
purgatory is where i reside
east side of highway fifty nine
west side that m i crooked letter crooked letter i p p i
we don't see time
we don't decline, but we stay high
shadows under them street lights
keep hoes out of my sight
germ said he got that potent
ruby told meth to roll it
know we keep the best of green, so you know i'm smoking

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