ARP (prod. Benjicold)

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Piston Cup

Criminal Thot

Lyrics 

Glock do the talking, I don't lay hands
Bitch, I'm Burbum know me causing mayhem
Catch me pulling up in the Ray-Bans
But when we in tune, late, you dig that we racin
Step in this straight, no room for the chasing
Five or so blunts on the table, I'ma face them
No one better than me, bitch, you stop the fucking glazes
On this blunt bitch, I'ma start blazing
The way I pop these pills, you would think I'm a patient

Ain't no patient, but, bitch, you know I got my script
Chopper fucked him up, hit him in his mouth, he left a list
I can shoot anyone, they lucky I got a list
Can't talk all that shit if you don't have a bitch
No license, cause I'm too drunk when I whip
So fucked up, I smell codeine when I piss
Got the cheese, yeah, you could call it fucking Swiss
All these motherfuckers don't play tooly on my hip
No pipe, no worries, I shank em in his shit
Just dropped ten bands on another fucking fit
Lambo going too fast, shit ain't cruising like a ship
Bayonet rifle, yeah, shake them with the fucking tip

Glock do the talking, I don't lay hands
Bitch, I'm Burbum know me causing mayhem
Catch me pulling up in the Ray-Bans
But when we in tune, late, you dig that we racin
Step in this straight, no room for the chasing
Five or so blunts on the table, I'ma face them
No one better than me, bitch, you stop the fucking glazes
On this blunt bitch, I'ma start blazing
The way I pop these pills, you would think I'm a patient

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