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fluid - argo (prod) lyrics

[verse 1] (kid kwazii)
you know i don’t know you from nowhere
this b*tch bout to bang
you know i don’t know you from nowhere
i went from the whip to the big body tank
i ain’t even take the hoe shopping
i’m f*ckin her twice
bring that b*tch to the bank
bring that b*tch to the back
bring that b*tch to the paint

feel like a center
don’t skinny my denim
all black like venom
this sh*t is margiela
he texting his b*tch while i’m all the way in her
let him know he lost
nice enough to tell him
i’m booted up, i feel light like a feather
she toot it up, i might take hеr to dinner
i’m playin, you know that i’m pimpin
she suckin this d*ck off the rip sh*t
dopе

[chorus] (kid kwazii)
spent a band on some fluid
never planned out our movement
ain’t got the time, we had to just do it
please go outside and hope its congruent
b*tch i’m so high, the room keep on moving
i close my eyes, i can see the truth
you know imma user
i just took some shrooms
think i doubled up an eight but i was due in a week and i can’t feel my face
i been f*ckin on her three months and she still ain’t never seen my place
and i ain’t talkin bout a punching bag when i say my brother beat the case
and we ain’t angels but i love my brothers so its f*ck 12 f*ck a jake
[verse 2] (kid kwazii)
eighth grade with my first stoly and i drove it like it had no brakes
go to the club with a garbage bag full of money strippers need a rake
don’t you f*ck with my name
b*tch it ain’t n0body safe
never went to school f*ck math only numbers the code to the safe
b*tch i traveled the world
i always know where the road to the bank
you too focused on girls
don’t even know that your pockets misshaped
fell in love with drugs
i’m on like everything you can think
boy gon’ run it up
like if my life a move then its crank

[verse 3] (stackinszn)
hoppin out the paint think im finna shoot
yo kwazii, crodie back out the deuce
sippin casa m got her feelin loose
shawty playing games, i want you
but i want your friend, is that cool?
you always complain we ain’t got sh*t to do
sorry that i left i had to make a move
sipping on the dro i mixed it with the juice
man that sh*t got me flying
think i’m in need of a co pilot
i be racking up her mileage
n*gga if you smoke the dope i get
you gon’ think you’re seeing diamonds
brighter than the stars aligning
we be taking off
strap the rockets on
take me straight to mars im vibing
man i’m setting it off pink timing on go
i make her cream like the laker that’s old
if she asks what we is then i tell her no more
ain’t n0body ambitious like me in the 4th
think he villian its too easy to get him gone
i can move extra with it
i just wanna live blessed i’m kind of up next
not bout to be vexed with digits
we them n*ggas that’s lit where your b*tch is
[chorus] (kid kwazii)

spent a band on some fluid
never planned out our movement
ain’t got the time, we had to just do it
please go outside and hope its congruent
b*tch i’m so high, the room keep on moving
i close my eyes, i can see the truth
you know ima use her
i just took some shrooms
think i doubled up an eight but i was due in a week and i can’t feel my face
i been f*ckin on her three months and she still ain’t never seen my place
and i ain’t talkin bout a punching bag when i say my brother beat the case
and we ain’t angels but i love my brothers so its f*ck 12 f*ck a j

- argo prod lyrics

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