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protons.electrons.always.cause.explosions! - al.divino & estee nack lyrics

[intro: estee nack & al.divino]
(cha!)
swig*swig, swig
i don’t know any other way to keep it, you know?
ayo*yo, yo, yo

[verse 1: al.divino]
plugged in like hdmi (doot*doot*doot*doot)
we live outside (yugh)
you loud online (huh?)
9 beside me at all times (bing*bing, bing)
smoke lye ’til i got alzheimer’s
sold constant designer drugs for dimes to dive in (ay!)
get in between they thighs and swim inside them, they get inspired (it’s over)
when the time begin (haha)
it’s one of them by the buildin’ empire, hitman for hire, acquired gems (bling)
minajin’ models at the aja, moët bottlеs left empty like hеinekens
spin like tire rims (you ain’t real), [?] was the time to win (yeah)
destiny definete, not on the whim (no)
shorty take my chair and on the chin (swoop!)
if the box basura i promise i won’t call again
comprehend the lord to image my life like i win a lottery ticket (yeah)
line you with the quickness (ching*ching), we live in it
hennessy privilege rivers, vivid semantic visions (doot*doot*doot*doot*doot*doot*doot)
son, you talk about it while we live it (huh?)
yeah (f*ck ya)
[verse 2: estee nack]
ayo
psilocybin sound class, savages cipher, hit a stash
amateurs handle this sh*t differently in the lab (you ain’t right!)
thousand*eight jab combination
survive the cradle, get cash by the wasteland (money!)
jalapeño, hot potato, get mashed, yo (blow!)
sh*t isn’t gravy though (n*ggas!)
n*ggas should pay me dough (ah!)
for walkin’ the same way we go
back in highschool a n*gga was cuttin’ his classes
it’s gettin’ as a hustlin’ baby dro (smoke!)
poverty made me grow, got a crazy glow (bling!)
i ain’t even tryna weight the blow
chop a eight of coke, about to blemish you like tony talker
said i be comin’ with only kosha (aha)
suede sofa, (smoke!) got me a cuddy to hang posters (what up?)
let ’em know, son, the quality high as upon the market
why you stuck on the topic of f*ckin’ with the official?
my n*gga, dame le banda (ad*lib)
mi cuenta laliga cuenta compañía, my lifestyle yolanda (yolo!)
hustle the minerals out the honda (get it!)

[outro: estee nack]
toma, toma, toma, toma, toma (yeah!)
bow*bow*bow*bow! (oh!)
i’m out here, que lo que?
nack daddy, yo
sympatie [?]
know what i’m sayin’? to the future and all that (can’t f*ck with, man!)
the man with many names, you heard?
flexin’ and slidin’ (yeah, we live, back in, son)
boss

- al divino estee nack lyrics

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