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famous dex - acid souljah & xhris2eazy lyrics

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[verse 1: xhris2eazy]
(go, go, go)
(go, go, go)
(move, move, move)
there ain’t nothing left for me (woah, what)
smoking gas and i had an epiphany (uh, what)
hoes on my d*ck it don’t make me happy
just living life why you gettin at me (uh, what)
i do what he can’t i know he salty
do what i want and you cannot fault me (uh, what)
hittin his face like a one*two, uh
[?] your uncle, uh
pull out a belt like your uncle, uh
hittin his head with a big*ass buckle
if you on my team don’t cause me trouble
ain’t with the movement, meet this knuckle
smoking on gas while i’m on the shuttle (on the shuttle)
b*tch i was born with a curse
i don’t feel sh*t imma eat the earth
i was born with thе drip i was born with hurt
i was offa the drink i need to flirt
don’t care bout your boyfriend that boy a nеrd
she came thru the crib tryna take my shirt
b*tch got [?] with a gucci purse
every day i feel like imma beat the he*rs*
got demons they watchin i move intact
i was broke i was lame i ain’t throwin back
her titties be bouncin like jumping jacks
that boy way sweeter than apple jacks
i smoke more gas than famous dex
i’m really [?]
imma catch me a plane might fly out to budapest (fly out to budapest)
i feel like a vet i ain’t new to this, uh
[?]
wanna hit from the back i might take a fl!ck
f*ck the b*tch good with this big*ass d*ck
vampire b*tch look like a witch
she said i could solve all your problems, make*a*wish
i wanted to f*ck but she smell like fish
i put on my kicks and i left the crib
sorry shawty, i gotta dip
she got a mans? it don’t mean sh*t
that boy a p*ssy, that boy a b*tch
f*ck on his mommy f*ck on his b*tch
the sh*t i be doing you can’t beat this
i cop me some gas might smoke up a zip
push*ups in the crib i’m gettin fit
drink a protein shake made out of drip
drink a protein shake made out of swag (swag)
[?]
hit me up so i gotta dash
p*ssy got me bustin like the flash
jimmy neutron, gotta blast
back in high school i was high in class
all i do was sit back and laugh
count my cash and smoke big gas
[verse 2: acid souljah]
b*tch i’m higher than famous dex
off these drugs like famous dex
takin xans takin x
yo b*tch wanna f*ck cause she knows that i’m up next
s.e.b walkin in we flex and we finesse
i run to the checks, i run to the bag
all my haters down bad and broke, that sh*t sad
all my haters crusty as f*ck and they mad
they can’t wipe they ass, they don’t wipe they ass
tell your b*tch come to my crib and l!ck my ass
i don’t give a f*ck what you say i’m countin cash
i be down in texas and i’m smokin big gas
xhris slid thru now we runnin to the bag
all these people wanna be like us i think it’s sad
all these people wanna be like us they got no swag
s.e.b coming up the next big thing
your b*tch wanna f*ck cause i’m the next big thing
blow on the table i feel like charlie sheen
my b*tch sniff it up now she just like charlie sheen
talkin bout my zodiac, what the f*ck that mean?
you say that i’m a taurus, what the f*ck that mean?
my zodiac sign is flexing hard and countin green
my zodiac sign is stay the f*ck away from me
you ain’t makin money stay the f*ck away from me
i’m posted with my team, b*tch you know that’s s.e.b
you wanna get a verse, i ain’t doin that for free
you wanna get a verse, need to cashapp me
b*tch wanna f*ck, better cashapp me
take me out to dinner b*tch this d*ck ain’t free

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