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"And im wondering" lyric interpolates bill wurtz mt st helens

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Whitechapel W Harto Falion & Zukö (Prod EvilGiane and MimicsGate)

Big BS the 1 and Only 💤 S/o Harto

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
Ima stack monarchs, you hear my barks?
The mean ima get guap.
These pussy they mad, they talk slop.
Send a dog three shots that mean it go; 
Bop Bop Bop.
Gelato in my blunt burn like gas,
He stand in the back with the seed that go pop.
If you think you a bad boy get popped.
Man I fuck up the head when blood drop.
Stick heed in believing the blood drop.
Why these man so pussy and pocket watch?
Like, tryna step in Carti and pocket a watch.
SI rock it a lot.
FP rock it a lot.
UK boy I come for your spot.
In the US I know BS knocking a lot.
When I fish I get bites, bites, bites.
Got my bitch just my type.
Not right like, clutching a stick when shit get tight.
Snipe.
All of my blunts they bite.
Like all of these man talk shite.
Like who the fuck gave these man one mic?
In LD off LD get guap.
I cannot stop.
Unless I’m told by my pops.
And my pops want me out the box.
I’m outside swinging my socks.
Fill them with rocks.
Flush raw, bumping that Sox.
Bumping the rawest.
Run from the cops.

Bridge:
I can’t work jobs, I hate my boss.
I am my boss, that’s how I rock.
Sip that hen on rocks.
Split that pen it’s raw.
Raw is it not?
Raw is it not?
Uh, kill em off.

Verse 2:
Each day I wake up miserable.
Each night I think about ending days.
What would I leave back here anyway?
I think about every way.
Like what if I hang or my shit bang?
I go out anyway, any day.
Sad to say.
Wake up every day and this shit still the same.
Lead fly like paper planes into my brain.
I’ll take on any state, take on any fate.
Know what god want from me bitch I’m not any face!
I kick ball like Boniface; I got a bony face.
Fix shit my woadie breaks.
I’m on go I got no breaks.
If you on my dick we can’t link up;
That shut fuck up my month.
I smoke dope I get dumb.
I pop sweets and I get numb.
You talk about pussy you get none.
Must think this blood shit is for fun?
You talk about pussy you are one.
I’m winning Europa; Lookman.
To all of my bros, I look up; to.
Can’t fuck with a dude like you.
Can’t fuck with a tube like you.
You man on the sus side too.
I’m on the southside too.
Together we stick like glue.

Paper Planes (Prod. bloody shield)

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Proverbs 20:30

if u need that sht i can do ya
snoa247ye my sounds so brand new
im steps ahead of em nothing i can lose 
have you ever been so good at sum dey tried 2 ban u

if u making sht up i cant stand u
pretty girl comin over so i light a candle
2 win i gotta map it from all angles
and im only going up theres nothin i cant handle

walking thru ur city and im bringing bad news big ass smile on my face cah im feeling brand new ye im walking up and takin sht thats what the gang do
and ion wanna touch the pussy if it ran thru na 

fckn everytime we get a hotel room she woke me up in the middle of the night i round 2'd her (around 2 ha)

snoa247 never been a loser
just have to smoke da weed to switch my mood up

i seen man go from smoking loud to sipping medicine 
be very careful what you are dependent on
i smoke loud i dont trust no modern methods but i seen some man bug out do i dont think that shts for everyone

---------------- muma knows thats where the moneys at so if the feds are asking questions she aint telling anyone 
im stacking karma you know im steady giving back cus i got everything a man needs now to make it out

now im going up
ill put my family on vacation every other month
sick n tired ------------------------- to get my money up
sick n tired of opening the fridge door hungry not seeing anything i want 

fck it i love em all and imma change it for em
they ask me how i flow like this i gave it all to god 
i aint the only one
but im the only one talking to you right now telling you to change it up

Larks (Instrumental)

KAPRITSA

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