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free mind freestyle - dc2trill lyrics

[intro: dc2trill, brucedropemoff]
can i do something different with y’all tonight?
can we end off on this one right here?
know what i’m sayin’?
yeah

[verse]
my b*tch called in colorado in the winter
lil moe really b.r.a, he an affiliate
kick the b*tch out the caddy, i caught her fidgeting
don’t bring him on the l!ck, he a possible witness
he tried the creep like [?] and he got left out
i got a cig’ in my hand, like i’m stressed out
we aiming for your head
why you bring the vest out?
i’m somewhere on a island with my chest out
lil moe, “thе big guap spender”, aka “bob builder”
i usеd to wake up, say a prayer, and go rob n*ggas
he think he tough now, he a hot n*gga
he no longer at the house, he at the hospital
crete boys, switchin’ cars daily, man this sh*t crazy
[?] baby momma at the crib, that ain’t my little baby
tampa drank, gave me temper tantrum
might shoot up the place
light skin, thick, with some dimples
she look like [?] baby
glock 40 break through thug bones, here at the crossroads
end up smashin’ in the gallardo, met her at [?]
drake rented out the strip, i still snuck in my pole
i’m turnin’ up all december, f*ckin’ h*lla hoes
soon as she see the tip, the b*tch gon’ touch her toes
let me check the pints out, okay we buying those
you switched the 41 for some cookies, i up the burner
hop on a beat from earl and watch the crete earn up
[?] twenty blunts [?] myself, n*gga i don’t wanna burn one
hop clean as h*ll, drop in a car, i’m finna turn one
i’ll only hit you when i’m low, right now i’m high
2k for a 16, some peace that you can buy
keep the glizzy on my side, just like some fries
this sh*t was too sweet, we split the pies
split the pies
we ain’t f*ckin’ with the other side (yeah)
codeine keep me company (keep me company)
turned up to the third degree (pew)
blocked her, she disturbed my peace (pew)

buy me some peace that i really can buy
xanny, no syrup, thats my wockhardt mix
with some hoes from toronto, so i poured up a six
n*gga you know you owe ’em
why you buying the rick?
i heard her sh*t was on fiji, i’m finna dive in
private beach with some hoes, n*gga you ain’t tied in
slap the n*gga with the same hand i choose my lobster with
lil moe flex like larry, i know they get the gist
took that b*tch to a nice restaurant, and i balled out
but then she spilt my lean, and i bugged out
i got this sh*t up out the dirt, i’m sippin’ mud now
to your lil shawty [?] she let me sl*t her out
[?] throwin’ packs out
i’m pourin’ up the glue, you glued to the couch
your man poor as f*ck, that’s why he pourin’ up an ounce
lil moe really up, you better check that n*gga out
she said she came with such and such, and i ain’t give that sh*t a doubt
walked in with a band, and walked out big amounts
lil b*tch she from fiji, i flew her right to the south
find me some more peas and i’ll put ’em right in my pouch
i make this sh*t look easy, it’s trigonometry
i ain’t poppin’ out, i’m somewhere the dollars be
n*gga

- dc2trill lyrics

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