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snake - crisisxo lyrics

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[intro: crisis]
woah, woah, woah, woah
evil empire, laughing all the way to the bank
yeah, woah, woah, woah

[verse 1: crisis]
demon way too fast, in that double r, yeah, that b*tch swervin’
left the broke me in the past, i’m thumbin’ through hundreds, my fingers they hurtin’
if i’m in the mall, you know i’m splurging, i hold the choppa steady like a surgeon
police right up on my ass, i might as well push on the engine
and the trackhawk way too fast, i’m pushin’ this b*tch, got the tires screechin’
save my money through the week, then blow through it all right in the weekend
rollin’ up zaza, smokin’ gas, i smoke by the ounce and that sh*t got me geekin’
she want to come inside my housе, i’ma f*ck that b*tch, have that b*tch squeakin’

[bridge: crisis]
i’m boutta blow can’t take no brеaks, somewhere in j*pan eatin’ a5 steak
yo neck turning green, yeah, that chain fake, yeah, i’m in the trackhawk runnin’ from jakes
whatever i want, b*tch i’ma take, your right*hand man, nah that boy your snake
woah, woah, woah, woah

[verse 2: dci]
yeah, sippin’ on wock, we ain’t sippin’ on no green
riding round town smokin’ gas up with my fiends
yeah, walk in the club all night, you can’t be seen (?)
yeah, we ain’t f*ckin’ with no 12, no krispy kreme
there’s a ? , i gotta lay low, i mix the lean with a blueberry faygo (?)
buying designer, boosting my ego, makin’ 10,000 and makin’ it triple
yeah, make 10,000 and then i make it triple
yeah, feel it in me, i’m becoming’ evil
yeah, i’ma make it out, yeah and that’s on my mama
i’m focused on money, you focus on drama
i’m clappin’ her, she say i got givenchy on (?)
she feelin’ my swag, i’m feelin’ her throat
in love with the oxy
in love with the beano
intoxicated, i’m feelin’ like rino
my bag is so heavy, i smoke by the kilo, yuh
[outro: crisis & dci]
in the trackhawk goin’ so quick
i’ma f*ck that b*tch now she so thick
i’m in the kitchen, i’m whippin’ a brick
might f*ck around, make the h*llcat flip
yeah, number nine jeans for my money
that boy broke and it’s so funny
i sip the wockhardt with some honey

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