Lyrics:
I'm from the cold
Where a motherfucker quick to sell his soul
You'd like to know
How to flick up on a pack and leave the bones
Well I don't know ya
Like you're from the nolia
Boy don't move your feet
A fucking …
“You can run but boy my snow tires don’t get tired” 🔥🔥🔥🔥
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