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cruise control - bic fizzle lyrics

[intro]
grrt, grrt*grrt
grrt*grrt, grrt*grrt
grrt*grrt
hooked up (this sh*t gon’ be crazy, jacc)
mm*mm, mm

[chorus]
making my move, call shots from the office (from the office)
you ain’t gotta tell me to shoot, i’ma pop it (i’ma pop it)
i was too humble, i’m back on my c*cky (my c*cky)
these n*ggas couldn’t f*ck with me, boy, if i taught it (i taught it)
everybody shootin’, then call my bluff (then call my bluff)
everything quick, when i hit, better duck (better duck)
automatic weapons inside of this truck
i’m on point both ways (both ways), if they, i’ma bust (ayy, right quick)
stick and i move, i don’t give a f*ck (a f*ck, what?)
just like the president, can’t be touched (what?)
‘fore i run out of cheese, you’ll run out of luck (boy)
i lost a lot, i know cuz gon’ bust (boy)
body for free, leave you slumped on the curve (curve)
throw on my ski, i get maskеd, go purge (go purge)
sippin’ codeinе and my words so slurred (slurred)
when i shoot, it’s on me, coulda played on the spur

[verse]
moving out fake, so lose
and if i move in this b*tch, i’m shootin’
whatever it is, let’s do, what it do?
i was lurkin’ at six in the morning or two (two)
he south slime with a switch in my jewels
won’t know enough, so i poured up two (two)
clarity, 30k just for the two
i went turned up my smile, coulda put it on you, boy (boy)
everything quick, know my choppa and switch (switch)
steve, no rings, he a slimy b*tch (slimy)
runnin’ on feet, it’s just me with two switches (boom)
i’m busting, they ducking and dropping they glizzy (brrt, brrt)
i’m busting, they running and fall like b*tches
ain’t shootin’ no hands (boy), i’m ready to blank (blank)
big trae 57 blow up a tank (tank)
big sh*t popper, say, “f*ck what ya think” (f*ck what ya think)
[bridge]
b (b), you better not f*ck over me
got that iron in this b*tch, i’ll shoot to the beat (i’ma shoot to the beat)
i (i), i am the youngest in charge
if you play with that image, i’ma let it spark (let it spark)
c, crackin’ whatever they claim ’cause them n*ggas lame
they ain’t even hard (they ain’t even hard)
i’ll crash out in public and rock out a pot like i ain’t worth a hundred mill’ (pot)

[chorus]
making my move, call shots from the office (from the office)
you ain’t gotta tell me to shoot, i’ma pop it (gotta tell me to shoot, bah)
i was too humble, i’m back on my c*cky
these n*ggas couldn’t f*ck with me, boy, if i taught it (boy, what, boy?)
everybody shootin’, then call my bluff
everything quick, when i hit, better duck (you better duck)
automatic weapons inside of this truck
i’m on point both ways, if they, i’ma bust (i’ma—, bah)
stick and i move, i don’t give a f*ck (a f*ck, boy)
just like the president, can’t be touched (can’t be touched, boy)
‘fore i run out of cheese, you’ll run out of luck (all outta luck)
i lost a lot, i know cuz gon’ bust (bah, boom)
body for free, leave you slumped on the curve (on the curve)
throw on my ski, i get masked, go purge (go purge)
sippin’ codeine and my words so slurred (so slurred)
when i shoot, it’s on me, coulda played on the spur (on the spur)
[outro]
on the spur
coulda played on the spur
leave a n*gga ass stretched on the curve
they can’t even say no words
leave a n*gga ass up on the floor
uh*uh, like forty somethin’ more
when we spin, you can’t spin back
uh*uh, uh, it’s over
uh*uh, a n*gga know we was raised different
oh, outside, i won’t say he hit me
i’m outside, this the same d*mn heat
same d*mn night, caught him so d*mn big
d*mn, he got caught like a b*tch

- bic fizzle lyrics

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