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coffin - jawshuatt lyrics

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[intro]
fire every engineer, fire ‘em
put me in that f*ckin’ studio, i’m tired of this sh*t
i’m tired of these artists gettin’ sold by these sh*tty ass engineers bruh
put me in the f*ckin’ studio, these n*ggas do not know what they’re doin’ bruh
i’m tired of this sh*t, they gettin’ sold by all these trash ass engineers— (too cold in a coffin)
i’m tired, i’m tired of this sh*t bruh
go, go, go (too cold in a coffin)

[chorus]
i f*ck these b*tches in passin’ time
i f*ck these b*tches in passin’ time
n*ggas, they mad ‘cuz i’m passin’ time
(pfft, woo)
i f*ck these b*tches in passin’ time
i f*ck these b*tches in passin’ time
i f*ck these b*tches in passin’ time
(yeah, yeah)
i f*ck these b*tches in passin’ time
i f*ck these b*tches in passin’ time
n*ggas, they mad ‘cuz i’m passin’ time
(woo, woo)
i f*ck these b*tches in passin’ time
i f*ck these b*tches in passin’ time
i f*ck these b*tches in passin’ time
(yeah, yeah)
[verse 1]
i f*ck these b*tches in passin’ time
n*ggas, they mad ‘cuz i’m passin’ time
i’m finna load up the last ten
glock on my lap when i’m active
stick on my side, never lackin’
these n*ggas talk in the past tense
chop suey, finna blast him—
pull up on him and we whack him
n*ggas talkin’, they be chattin’
field day, go scratch him
catch him out in traffic
b*tch, i’m with the plug, k!ll it in the club
f*ckin’ on a bad b*tch
huh, amiri jeans on
model b*tches say i’m savage, yeah i’ve had it (yeah i’ve had it)

[verse 2]
you thought i was done?
came up from nothin’, we out of the slums
name in they mouth, at the tip of their tongues
keep goin’ up ‘till they know i’m the one
she know wassup, in the crib havin’ fun
all in her mouth, got me scr*pin’ her gums
dentist, collect my pay and i’m done
switch up the topic like i’m tryna hide
she tryna link at the crib in disguise
rampin’ the glock, rpm a surprise
30 round mag, ain’t no way he survives
50 round drum, ain’t no chance of survival
bullets in waves, they gon’ hit like a tidal
i’m makin’ waves, i’m up on tidal
she wanna stay, she actin’ entitled
she tryna kick it, i can’t let her stay
people get mad when they see you with fame
i cannot argue with dummies and lames
don’t hate the player, hate on the game
they askin’ “how?” look at the progress
n*ggas you slow, need a synopsis
n*ggas gon’ hate while i’m trustin’ the process
don’t trust the opps, you gon’ give what they wanted
don’t let the opps in your house and you’re sossin’
vvs on me too cold, got me coughin’
cool with a blade, finna laugh to the coffin
make sure to stay cold in the coffin
(vvs on me too cold, got me coughin’)
(cool with a blade, finna laugh to the coffin)
(make sure to stay cold in the coffin)
(too cold in a coffin)
[outro]
bro, you hear this preset that i made for you, right?
you hear this preset right here?
this sh*t clears every preset that was used on that f*cking album
this preset clears all of it

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