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trippier gun smoke - fiestapack96 lyrics

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(verse, e*fifteen)
pistol on my lips, i don’t
plan to give you smoke
you got real life jokes
khal won’t pick your phones
watch your tone
you might lose your dome
pockets fulla keys on beats i don’t
plan to give you notes
you ain’t got no dough
zoocci coke your dope
sip on gin and coke
watch you blow on smoke
i got hits on rows
fit to k!ll a goat
you can call me pope
i dont cuff a hoe
turned my dreams to goals
i go dig my gold
upper cutter your jaws
i’m in tyson form
a force like eoboard thawne
i juh got me and my team
put a lil bread on cheese
you know if i eat you eat
i got more meat than beef
khal north side that’s e_fifteen
good thing comes to he the that seeks
king don’t crown himsеlf so please
keep thyself from kingsmеnship
thats my boat
straight to lyan wu
short for purgatory
that’s my allegory
you don’t know my story
khal is predatory
beef my territory
muder statutory
heard you coming for me
holy matrimony
i feel sorry..
(hook)
i juh wann’ pop smoke
drill that beat like wooo wooo
trippy on gun smoke
drip on the streets like woo wooo x2

(verse, feelings tyd)
watch your tone
this that traphouse where them n*ggas go
ring your tone
penetrating on her mind i told her that i’m not that old
watch your tone
you might loose phone
ring your tone
they be listening on my phone calls so we speak in codes
ring your tone
this that tiger claws
picalo
fiction no this that realer action like an ancient war
pick a saw
cutting n*ggas off
birthday get that cake
know if i eat you eat
tuckson awesome bay
n*gga i feast on beats
south side awesome bay
4*4*2 on chiefs
n*gga got no game
i’m that super sub
this a strong foundation
you can’t count the bars
you can keep paycheck
i’m go grinding hard
wanna sleep on me
here’s your lalaby
10 of u play defence
coz m playing hard
kiss my palm is itching
coz m getting money
i do it
(hook)
i juh wann’ pop smoke
drill that beat like wooo wooo
trippy on gun smoke
drip on the streets like woo wooo x2

(verse, scentro blvck)
you never stick to plan
but your plan is to win
how you gon come in between
scentro blvck is his team
i never say anything
ya’ll n*ggas doing your thing
i never fought in a ring
i’ll never give her a ring
yeah
i thought that b*tch fairy(yaah)
ain’t no such thing as fairy(yah)
i learn from mistakes
everyday i say share grace
not in the same place
not in the stagnance
not in the rat race
it’s a marathon to the top not a race
but i’ll come out in first place
look at the pace that we live in
all of we achiev*in
back people that are winning
don’t sleep on the fact that we winning
lord forgive me for my sinning
i do what i got to do
stick to the plan like a glue
till i get pot that’s a loo
till i get the honey like boo
yea i got the hoes to screw
till i get the money to blow
“last i was tripping over a b*tch who broke my heart
cause apparently, i didn’t have enough guap
to can cater all of needs.and i was 20 and she was 17
by the time”

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