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close call - barsthehippie lyrics

[produced by kidd rese]

verse:
tone texas everbody slump
dirty cola in my f*cking cup
call the plug lingo dirt like mud
mota pressin’ glisten diamond ‘flectin
vans on feet i don’t try impressin’
even when i was in adolescence
dug up past but there is no present
meet and greet your absent blessin’
took it for granted
their rap game is stagnant
my bars be a planet away from the sadness
that music is trash if you hate baby grasp on to life cause it’s tragic
homie it’s vibe city frenzy
my b*tch didn’t like it so now she is lonely
the sky is up floatin’
the high is not down but you drowning emotin’
i tеll them it’s down for the bad but when drag is in hand

i got a hit that bе type a*1 sh*t
they don’t want smoke they be gassin’ on d*ck
rollin’ up palm trees it’s cannabis lit
f*ck who you is you not cool with the clique
yuh, lil bihh pull up on sides like yo
tell me who the flyest they be like you
said i be high so i move on the low
watch how i walk i’m a giant i know
yuh
it’s lit
spittin’ exotic they shocked off the rip
r i p kobe this life is a trip
never do ball but my ice game is swished
yuh
like 3’s
cold blooded hoe they ain’t talking to me
i got the walk that be telling i’m g
they see the cough and think 19 degrees
zombies, sold soul
we gon’ hold
down the earth for the worse
it’s a curse this is birth, ohh
they probably heard all the words
in the church in the verse
is the first type of turn in the wars, ohh
f*cking around
movin the surface the ground
bass is amazin it’s shaking my house
jay baby blaze me or ima head out
yuh
im ahead wow
k!llin these lames, without even tryin
they feel the vibes, and try to deny it
keep it off white, like nike the sign

yuh

keepin’ it g i don’t fw no snakes i go up up away yeah that’s lifted my eyes be too layed and i k!ll em when playing these games they want smoke but they running away so it’s up with the fakes we gon put them on stakes
homie no foot on the brakes you get hit with a mace for the vibes took away
money on money on money on bae
she my sugar mamí so she can stay
uh, i’m lit
sorry for rappin’ and k!llin’ a 6
said you want less you get hit with a stick
koda pull up and it’s choppin’ like sh*t
b*tch, on god
i be all hard when they dropped in dissolve
claim they legit but they lookin like frauds
if you not trippin then you in the wrong
tone texas everbody slump
dirty cola in my f*cking cup
call the plug lingo dirt like mud
mota pressin’ glisten diamond ‘flectin
vans on feet i don’t try impressin’
even when i was in adolescence
dug up past but there is no present
meet and greet your absent blessin’
f*cking around
movin the surface the ground
bass is amazin it’s shaking my house
jay baby blaze me or ima head out
yuh
im ahead wow
k!llin these lames, without even tryin
they feel the vibes, and try to deny it
keep it off white, like nike the sign

yuh

so much doubt im surprised i get attention
homie if you threaten i will chirp

never seem to put in work to the people who don’t know my worth
uh
im givin’ out vibe
look at my eyes
baby i’m dead all inside
feelin’ yo high
shorty you mine
mary jane baby you nice
cause i got friends who turn to foes
turn to hoes
turn to fold
turnin’ close to call it closed casket
ashin’ blunts
feelin’ lavish if i could joint i’d roll a choice and smoke one up

- barsthehippie lyrics

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