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igotthatwhite - christ dillinger lyrics

[dj smokey tags]
shadowman13 real fentanyl music
this song is sponsored by george soros

[verse 1 * christ dillinger]
i step up in this b*tch like i got birds for sale
got a scale so d*mn big, i could weigh a whale
dope so good, junkies look like they from beyond the pale
i’m like lebron james i got powder in the air, that’s in the mail
i don’t wear air jordans, n*gga, i got rick owens on
pay 100 dollars for a shape up, n*gga, i be at the salon
i’m wearing gucci you can only buy in milan
i just f*cked a bad asian b*tch, look like she came out of mulan (holy sh*t, this some hot garbage, but i can’t stop listening)
n*gga playin’ with that money, 1500 could get him shot
i’m like master p, i knew i was gunna be rich when i was on the block
i’m wearing balenciaga, i don’t care about that cancel culture sh*t
f*ck all you blue hair b*tches, you can all suck on my d*ck
1400, that’s what i pay for these shorts, they rick
i got a bad ass b*tch, she’s white, but she h*lla thick
the way i’m beatin’ that pot, that sh*t helpin’ me stay fit
i feel just like gucci mane n*gga, i can sell you a brick (nuke radio)
i walk in this b*tch with that white, just like tucker carlson
unc hit the dope, and that n*gga started doin’ the carlton
my pockets fat as h*ll just like uncle phil
i can sign on a deal for 2 million dollars and be trappin’ still
(you know what happens after a nuke? smoke)
(run the trap)
who’s that n*gga with the white?
i sold white to ya baby mom
sellin’ white (the shadow man, is draining my psyche)
that’s what i’m on
walk in the party, know i got that white
walk in the party, know i got that white
walk in the party, know i got that white
walk in the party, know i got that white
white
white (white)
walk in the party, know i got that white
walk in the party, know i got that white (s*s*shadow)
walk in the party, know i got that white
walk in the party, know i got that white
(shadow wizard goblin insanity)
[verse 2 * xhris2easy]
walk in the party know i got that knife, got that pipe
x got me f*ckin’ my b*tch all night (goodnight)
(uh) me an’ lero finna double team yo wife
shorty, shorty, come and sit with xhris, shorty, i don’t bite
drain that p*ssy soul, drain that p*ssy life
shorty this is wok, not bud light
watchin’ h*lla rappers fall off like bud light
catch me posted with some white boys drinkin’ coors light
me and all the bros takin’ off like buzz light
got a bad b*tch out in puerto rico
shorty ride for me, we gon’ beat the rico
and my life a crazy story, just like rico
rip speaker knockerz, i’m still sippin’ drank though (shadow)
shorty booty brown, but that sh*t don’t stank though
i’m rockin’ all designer clothes, not no cheap clothes
an’ yo shorty h*lla good at givin’ deepthroat
posted with my youngins, lil pistolero
i got ’em with me at all times, already know (ay, ay, ay)
(my body has been taken over by an evil spirit)
and my soul is too froze

[verse 3 * pistolero2k]
(yeah) b*tch i beat that pots down
high as sh*t, geekin’ hard as f*ck off of two pills
call my mans, lets go hit this double hill, do that still
b*tch i’m ’bout to crash out, ’cause 2easy tellin’ me to chill
b*tch i finna tweak out, lero2k, pull up at yo shorty, at yo mama house
smokin’ on some stank sh*t, b*tch this smell like haunted mound
go and get yo funds up, like i’m f*cked up smokin’ black and mild
i can’t f*ck about rappers, they still rappin’ on them yeat beats
i just hit that hoe for the one time, you ain’t seein’ me
i’ma smack the f*ck up out a hater for not believin’ me
i be high like every day, b*tch i’m where the ceiling be
smokin’ on this herb boy, yeah, i’m where jesus be
(this song, is a war crime)
[verse 4 * acid souljah]
if you wanna book me for a show you need to pay a fee
i ain’t tryin’ to pull up and play that sh*t for free
i need a bag right now b*tch
open up cashapp, i’m gettin’ money in
open up paypal, i’m gettin’ money in
i only stay around my circle like a fun*a*yun
i mean funyun
i’m off five xans
i got my fiends started on the meth ’cause they was takin’ vyvance
you the type of dude to hit the plug up askin’ for like five grams
why would i drop off for like five grams?
you need to buy a half ounce b*tch
i’m hittin’ up the plug for wax ’cause i go through it
in this month i’ll probably smoke a whole pound b*tch
me and christ pull up and sell the show out
on some 2016 rolling loud sh*t
you tried to get in the show for free, now you aren’t allowed in
they said i couldn’t smoke at the venue
i still brought a bag of loud in
and the trap house sing
and the fiends h*lla dirty
it looked like someone brought the haunted mound in

[dj smokey tags]
you’re in the right place for sh*tty music
holy sh*t!
holy sh*t!
don’t look the shadow people directly in the eyes

- christ dillinger lyrics

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