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4eyes - chris vayle lyrics

[intro]
calm down, i’ll just call robert

[chorus]
brand new money came in, i told her, “hit that bank, spend that sh*t”
lighting ’em up like a bowl, i told ’em, “go rip that sh*t, just rip that sh*t”
spin that b*tch out of control, i can’t even drift that sh*t, can’t drift that sh*t
why even act like a ho? told ’em go with that b*tch, go with that b*tch

[verse]
why would you pull up with fist? i got a lil’ ar, sh*t got kick (kick)
your b*tch look broke, i don’t even think she can drink my spit (spit)
i knew i was chose, one of one, baby, i’m still gettin’ richer
i don’t even f*ck with them people, the f*ck i look showin’ love to some pics?
i just went pulled out a bag, i told my baby, “it’s time to go work”
eating sashimi, i’m getting so greedy, i rub my lil’ belly, it hurts (it hurts)
put my lil’ b*tch in some rick, she still getting sick, i get on her nerves (her nerves)
i’m getting tired of the wide body, yeah, this sh*t keep on fightin’ the curb
washing off all the germs, i watch ’em swirl down, yeah, just like they sinked (they sinked)
hit his ass with that choke, yeah, he choked up, he must like a kink (kinky)
she giving real deal knowledge before i can think, before i can think (before i can, before i can)
i’m on real deal molly, four*eyes geek, like four*eyes geeks

- chris vayle lyrics

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