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unorthodoxcy flow - eugine a. lyrics

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pull up in her driveway
got her on her knees
told her to juice me

she yap too much
put the d*ck in her mouth
she like that be the only way
to mute me
all ogs in ma circ’
so, i don’t move to where the yute be
we could throw hands some time
but you’ll waste my time
here that’s a toolie

mad settings
you say you got bros
they giving me tit*bits, yo
they ma serpents

i could give you a headstart
and still catch you ‘thin thou’ seconds

your casio watch ain’t got sh*t on my kicks
that’s mad spendin’

top shatta in this b*tch
oh yeah
that’s mad sk*nkin’

f*ck the cash cow talk
i’ll milk this beef

anytime you see me
smell mischief

she want me to tap tap tap
i don’t stop stop stop
now, she asthma attacking
breathe, miss, breathe

take ma time with the way i rhyme
s’why i’m most silent
i move discreet

i’m on my innocon sh*t
you can tell these flukes that
i made my street

i’m in the front seat
shut up in the back
i could drill you kids, no cap

you’re the barman
i’m the drinker
you should know i’m calling the shots

you’re like fat on paper
you sit too long and melt
and i shine through your spot

gimme a run for ma crime
how many bodies we gon’ leave?
yeah, that’s not enough

yeah, i eat her wet
as she ride my face like a jetski

flashing tits in my face
tryna get them in my mouth
tryna breastfeed

girl drink too much sweet d*ck
bust a geyser tastes like pepsi

i won’t say her name
but, if you hear this track, girl text me
(hit me up)
(don’t bring an rpg to a gun fight
tell your mandem to line up
comin’ for everyone)

she seen ma ap, d*mn
text her man gn at 8pm

tryna make mad fun of me while you
don’t know me, that’s a hasty send

snort and spit like a grown*ass man
that’s cause i do with a 80s pen

throw random shots at me online
and see me in person, don’t pretend

she rub these nuts
like a genie pot

oh, i’m pretty rare
a black unicorn

we don’t do squares
me and my ma circ’ got ocd
we move uniform

phone on airplane mode
while i’m in the streets
gotta see who stepping on my industry

well, whoever thinks i’m losing
it’s all fiction, just like fillory
now, bounce

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