Techno./Raw/

Joke

prod. by Balance Cooper
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC_AVLt78YAW7MuOAC_meLqg

Written by:  RELLA

Lyrics:
Me flooded with 3 
Bitches in my sheets cuming 
Try to keep discrete but they just keep coming 
I like to stay inside I don’t need nothing 
3 cousins 2 besties we blooded 
Spartan tendencies we used to be like 300 
Smart men mended me 
Tend be 
An amenity
Sent from underneath to unleashed 
Toxicity 
Quick lemme see something 

Slap box master on the blacktop 
Matchbox hot flows you can’t match 
Or put to a damn stop 
Bitch Keeping thinking Imma catch 
Till you can’t walk 
And talk now you’re outta breath from the damned thought
Damn thot 
Got me on the fence like a stand-off 
Blam shots 
Aiming through ya chest like this damn cough 
ran off
with the hoes shit but i can walk 
Van hoff add me to the mix n we have blastoff 


Slowly losing grip needa hand off 
All I know is that if I slip I won’t land soft 

Begging only for the tip when your mans gone
But I show up with the whole clique n some handcuffs 


N man don’t bluff
Mans go rough till 
we’re damn soft or the plans cut 

Put your hands up
Now this is robbery 
slop the team then we take your damn stuff

You're on the ropes n feel it 
Looking to cope been put under a scope revealing 
Your life's a joke 
hope Blown up in smoke n henny 
got No quote
To show for any work
Can't hold a penny

Joke

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Joke

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