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divisor - dxr & vale-smith lyrics

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run it like ha ha ha
na na
they don’t see me
smoke it like ah ah ah
(if you see ‘em)

me and vale*smith hit the ground we on the up and up
i just gotta good one off a xan, addy wanna touch my stuff
they wanna know my baddie with me, and she know what’s up
if you wanna be with me in here, bye bye bye, yeah
i got new designer on my back, it try to cut me off
i just got some packages, i left ‘em, i don’t need no sauce
tucker carlson got you all in some lies
he’s taking on your man, he’s culling your pride
the left doing same sh*t at the time
then people wonder why you stuck in your mind
cause n0body gonna get me out of here, you ain’t got salsa
i’ve been flossing balling like my name was jeffery georgia
i was getting, scheming on new dimes, and now i’m wooed up
i can’t eye lil shawty, why you acting, you was boosted

no sh*t on my back
these people only wanna rip off my back
they wanna get me, yeah, stumbling out
got fewer homies, yeah they tougher when that
only trusting true ones, blue ones
gotta get back, paranoia touching my past
i got sh*t, and it be luck in my past
i got sh*t, like i won’t never harass
ima get this sh*t like*
and you know it’s big time balling, feel like big time rush
feel like i’m doing it up, gru with a long nose b*tch get
under the sea, i wanna see me, ima go big dummy
running round they ain’t got sh*t for me
i get got new products on my pants due
on my wrist, yeah, i got mid from me
no mid from me, got new prada bags, ain’t got sh*t from me
due back, get back, rip rummy
ima go ahead and rip run it
when i got a charger, ima get money
talking to me, i got rari in front of me like i’m ptolemy
believe in the irony, b*tches they do that sh*t
ima run up, ima shoot that flip
i got the flute, ima play that b*tch
feeling like the pied piper, b*tch, wrote this
i really be the one to get around me
wunna wunna got my money, got round in
no duwap kaine but i shoot around here
baby i get on my j*

baby i’ll get out the mall right here
i wanna come with the shooters and k!llers standing while they go and then rock your head
think i’ll text you back, i block you as soon i pull out
i’m sorry that’s the way, there’s no condoms i ain’t bout (whatchu want?)
only got one lil man, that’s my demon, yeah it peek out
why you ain’t see me? i’m in the regal for no meanwhile
baby i came off a north star
why you wanna see me just pass out?
ima go ahead, up on the blackout
i just fire, with the wire, like i’m jay z
no crisco, out my mind, it get faded
i get it, go
diamond consumed, and i get it, go
ima tell you, when i’m on the road
got these dummy packs, can’t pay with y’all
(go go go go)

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