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transparent freestyle - kid deacon lyrics

[intro:hasbulla]
ya hoooooo

[verse:kid deacon]
racks came in da bank
put that sh*t in a safe
i want a crib by the gate
f*cking this ho from la
yea i’m in love wit that bread b*tch
yea i’m in love wit that cake
yea i’m in love wit them bands
yea have ya b*tch up in a trance
yea i get money real simple
yea get a n*gga pop like a pimple
yea i’m in this b*tch wit my n*ggas
my diamonds wet like a river
yea i’m got them racks no nickels,yea
i’m in this b*tch too lit
might just rock out ya b*tch
yea i walk in dat bih like the boss
play wit that motherf*ckin glock
f*ck on yo b*tch then toss,yuh
smoking on green like moss
p*ssy ass n*gga just talk,yuh
all these n*ggas are lames,yea
only rock out wit my gang b*tch
yea i stay wit that stick
yea i’m never gone motherf*ckin lack,yuh
sb i go rack4rack,yuh
i got them racks in my bag,yea
shoutout my gang yea we tlatt
yea i came wit that motherf*ckin choppa b*tch
and i came wit that motherf*ckin mag,yuh
so high go to the moon,yea
f*ck on yo b*tch then i zoom
yea i got two hoes in the room
yea i’m handy mandy up wit the tool
yea i’m wit my gang yea i can’t lose
yea i got the lean make it pop
yea yo b*tch gone play wit my locks,yea
i just told her give me top
yea i play wit that chop make him flop

- kid deacon lyrics

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