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usual culprits - chinx (os) lyrics

[intro]
trap line blingin’, clients ringin’ i get figures
swing it, splash it and turn ’em swimmers
all of my n*ggas are lions, gorillas

big machine in the room but i still want to sweep with a broom (woosh)
let me show you how demons move (what?)
play hide and seek or peekaboo (bap*bap*bap)
little bro wanna step and squeeze it too,cool
three door truck, three of the goons let’s move, tryna put you on the news
the boys in blue wanna primark crew so we still gotta leave no clues (no no)
anywhere that i see these yutes i beat my boots, ruin the b22’s
amiri jeans with a louis bag, moncler with the season’s new
trap, can’t reload if hе’s decent food need tt
grab, make thе thing go boom
came with five but i beat off two, now i’m left to free (bluwoo)
anyone i see on the way back, jump out spray that corn it’s sweet
blitz got bun and thought it was me
talk is cheap, we don’t speak (ssh)
four line ring gotta call for the ri (brtt*brrt)
had to put that trap on pause to war on the streets (it’s war!)
yo, who’s got the keys?
you know i wanna drill that now (skrr)
ay broski spin that round (spin dat)
them man can’t drive with the windows down
since armed response got dipped and drown (clown)
no pickin’ and choosin’, crash that corn at the crowd (bap*bap)
go there with a pistol, no whistle
they gonna hear that loud (baow*baow)

you hear that sound? that’s sirens comin’ (oh sh*t)
i’m doin’ the dash i’m cuttin’ (i’m gone)
broad day when broski done him (ching*ching)
always got a pokey on him
one in the headie, i ain’t tryna hit no leggies
i’ll wave that wap and wig him
had man swimmin’ and i still grind consistent, my thing different

fly them dinners (fly it, fly it)
trap line blingin’, clients ringin’, i get figures (i get money)
got time for drillers we do that dirt in the dingers (do it)
shoot or splash it and turn them swimmers
now they got bro doin’ bird with wingers (free him)
all of my n*ggas are lions, gorillas

supply them kittens, jugg, food in the scales
fly it and hit it (bap*bap)
jumped out the ride rised it and hit him
you can hear how the tires are skiddin’ (skrr*skrr)
i never heard sh*t from them when i was doin’ years in the prison
had me on the wing pattern on visits
four and a half man tag it in tickets
what’s next? send out a text
clean up the digis, add up the digits (add it up)
the package will vanish in minutes
i know how to manage a business
and i still know how to bang it and drill it
i heard suttin’ got *******, don’t know who did it
could’ve been w or l, we got that w
they suffered a l, they lie and they cover it well (lyin’)
free flipper, done it in broad day bait as h*ll
man hit the news by twelve
hammer and nails that had me in jail
i threw him a sh*ll then he fell (he dropped)
i flew in a coupe and chilled with a girl
next day put 2 pr*cks in the scales
p*ssed that the pigs put me in a cell (i’m p*ssed)
my 1side still pull up, hop out we pull up and man get cook up
big hollow tip in his tee, no sugar
bro on a 125 with a cooker
s*pect didn’t get bined but he should of
should of got fried and toasted
bro beat his mash that he ghosted
didn’t know who it’s the usual culprits
rest up culprit (ay rest up culps man)

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- chinx os lyrics

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