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immune - 3t eddy lyrics

chorus
all these fat diamonds i bought dancin on my body
my b*tch in her dress you know she’s a hottie
going through all the stress just to get the money
trappin through day and night i ain’t speakin bout kid cudi
my career is rising to the top like my money
in a couple years i look down you so funny
heard from your peers that you tryna flee the country
reach right in my pocket you froze like a f*cking fighting dummy

verse 1
yo ass froze like a dummy and i ain’t even did sh*t
glock on my tip and ima p*ss on yo b*tch
frozen like a ice cube pulling out the white coupe
play a little warzone while i’m shooting right inside you
dropped outta highschool
remember i was quite cool
runnin from the 9*2
you don’t fight b*tch i do
im bout to go viral
i go by the bible
i don’t trap with glocks man
know i got the rifle
so smart like michael
never die suicidal
startin wars with the opps
leave yo head in a spiral
i dine at the eiffel
nle’s my idol
don’t f*ck with the rivals
cause them b*tches homicidal
chorus
all these fat diamonds i bought dancin on my body
my b*tch in her dress you know she’s a hottie
going through all the stress just to get the money
trappin through day and night i ain’t speakin bout kid cudi
my career is rising to the top like my money
in a couple years i look down you so funny
heard from your peers that you tryna flee the country
reach right in my pocket you froze like a f*cking fighting dummy

verse 2 1:34
on the road to get a milli
gonna get there real soon
touch my bro then we start k!lling
leave you dying like a goon
all these percs got you trippin
got you high up to the moon
try to shoot you missin
shoot again b*tch i’m immune
i stay ruthless to the opps
leave you toothless in a box
break your bones with sticks and stones
and a couple f*cking rocks
b*tch you hiding in your socks
b*tch i’m rising like some stocks
got the rifles and the glocks
steal my phone b*tch no unlocks
get my mum a couple yachts
you know i love her till i die
for her man i’ll send shots
if you f*cking make her cry
you know i’m tying knots
with my brothers that gon ride
that gon die
no f*cking hiding b*tch you know that they’ll survive
chorus
all these fat diamonds i bought dancin on my body
my b*tch in her dress you know she’s a hottie
going through all the stress just to get the money
trappin through day and night i ain’t speakin bout kid cudi
my career is rising to the top like my money
in a couple years i look down you so funny
heard from your peers that you tryna flee the country
reach right in my pocket you froze like a f*cking fighting dummy

- 3t eddy lyrics

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