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on the bible - babytron lyrics

alright, what up mark (yeah)

we a put ’em up top like a twitter header
christian loubs 1600 i’m a glitter stepper

thinkin that y’all boys heavy with it we the bigger pressers
middle of the summer catch me in the strip switchin weather
got em sick they just knowin ima win forever
talkin bout drip you can’t even put a fit together
on melrose cuttin lines like i’m vip
ain’t sh*t little errything i do b*i*g
you ain’t got pull, you walk in they ask to see id (nope)
reach for a chain you gon’ d*i*e
chrome heart tee it’s rеflective hit for 700 (chrome hеart)
three more jugs might f*ck around and get the bezel flooded (three mo’)
all this spotlight no cap i really felt it comin (i really did)
cheat codin got em thinkin that i’m pressin h*lla b*ttons
off a deuce of wocky boy you on your way to grab a fifth
she did a trick on the d*ck that’s a banana split
doggie f*cked up on some donating plasma sh*t
if i catch him out in traffic guarantee he crash the whip
bug splatter on the windshield i been road runnin
$3000 nikes on can’t do no stuffin
froze buffs, white sticks got my nose runnin (cartis)
before the rap i was online pro punchin (i was)
j*panese steak fiend i’m finna hit kyoto
two horseman on your shirt you need to fix that polo
needed kicks for this drip i took a trip to nojo
hustle dna, it ain’t no team ima get it solo
scam star punchin jacks off a galaxy
punch god scam king, b*tch i’m your majesty (bow down)
if we hoppin in the striker it’s gon be a casualty
in the booth hand on the bible speaking factually
zip of turtle pie put me in that one mode for real
heard you bought some drank from dawg, sh*t i hope it’s sealed
2018 was locked in and i’m focused still
all gas can’t slow down cause i’m close to (?)
untouchable i used to be the best at playin tag
haters hatin turned it to the max i’m finna make em mad
at the mall trippin with the dubs cause the franklins stashed
punchline king i’m mister go and make you go play it back
used to specialize in credit card fraud
.762s give a dread*head the lavar ball
up before the rooster makin chicken that’s that farm talk
in my bag, reach in it shoot your arm off (i’m in my duffy)
neil armstrong outer sp*ce off some kush mints
take that ski mask off corn you ain’t tucked sh*t
orange and brown sneaks lookin like the f*ckin wood lit
take the word scam out your bio you ain’t jug sh*t (cornball)
you’re a grade*a hamburger
out in cali they just know me as a lamb skrter
change yo rap name to wave rider you a d*mn surfer
talkin bout you got the sauce you and your mans perpin (lame)
sbdsm that’s the mafia
seen rock bottom table turned i went and got it up (i got it up)
we could be a heavy metal band, couldn’t rock with us (you couldn’t)
said you need what shirt, sh*t you got a punch?
brodie loadin chops up i’m loadin bitcoin
sh*ttyboyz what you think we the sh*t boy
hundred rounder like that beat maker tryna hit boy
it’s alright if i miss tonight ima get boy
35% thc’ll put you on your ass
mike amiri 1300s i just spent it on the pants
leavin right out the club i just bought some land
two chains mirror tint, b*tch f*ck me off a glance
(heyyy, b*tch f*ck me of a glance, walkin out the strip i just bought some land, hey)

- babytron lyrics

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