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too much - christ dillinger lyrics

had a job they had to let me go coz i was late too much
junkies keep on coming back they tweaking off the angel dust
b*tch look at my [?] picture perfect like the mona lisa
said she like my cut so now my hands is roaming off the caesar
you can hold the racks up in the picture, mines is on my visa
bank just froze my debit card i spent three thousand on some sneakers
my momma blowing up my phone; keep saying that i smoke too much
cracked the seal up off the pint and then we pour that purple stuff
you still smoke dutches?
f*cked her raw now she on crutchеs

beat on the p*ssy i’m putting my fist in it
she ain’t sucking d*ck so you know wе ain’t kicking it
[?] look at the diamonds they glistening
my wrist in the water just like it’s a christening
[?] dillinger bomb but don’t do no dribbling
i make it rain, you be making it drizzling
n*ggas be sweet [?] you some insulin
n*ggas be all in my comments soliciting
you told her don’t chill but she don’t be listening
all these racks in my pockets is sickening
i put the cut in the mix now [?]

- christ dillinger lyrics

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