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conceited - linszn lyrics

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in this b*tch smokin’ on reef
plugg hit the phone so your boy had to re*up
i’m so geeked up, sippin’ wockesha
scat pack movin’ so fast you can’t see it
i’m full of myself, im conceited
(okay), they talkin’ that sh*t, they don’t mean it
(okay), two glocks ken & keenan
two*two more glocks, like gilbert arenas
you n*ggas testin’ my patience
throw up some ones for that b*tch, shake it
air outta the spot, leave it vacant
gun to his face, then we shoot that boy naked
(slatt), money spread, this sh*t contagious
all my b*tches stay in different places, (yeah)
i’m with gorillas, goin’ apes
kick door, all my n*ggas finna break it
i rock balenci, no asics
lin w*ng pop out that cut, throwin’ crank kicks
and i been lookin’ for a job, i so cranky
ballin’ so hard, b*tch, i’m upping my rating
i’m in this b*tch tryna call up the masons
he tryna dip in the pool, but hе sinkin’
he tryna hang p*ssy, boy, you not sanctioned
runnin’ through n*ggas like baltimorе raven
p.o. is testin’ my p*ss
i get the f*ck up when i sit in the house
that n*gga’s stupid as sh*t
the f*ck he try trade me a zip for an ounce
my brother came through with a switch
we pack n*ggas up and start shippin’ them out
im with my brother lil tris, swish
we lockin’ sh*t out of bounds (okay)
you drop a tape and it’s hit miss fl!ckin’ that sh*t out the house (okay)
i drop a tape and it’s hit on hits i’m makin’ these n*ggas bounce
we got them arp clips, 762’s, we sendin’ them out
my brother gon’ lock me at zip im petty as f*ck so send the amount it’s a stick*up, n*ggas mad cause my pockets they been up
rockin’ heidi dior on my denim
gettin’ money for breakfast and lunch and then dinner
this real fit b*tch, i’m rockin’ that demna
you see the signs, i’m a real deal member
i feel like i’m aang, i’m a real swag bender
bust down chain im a real rack spender
in this b*tch smokin’ on reef
plugg hit the phone so your boy had to re*up
i’m so geeked up, sippin’ wockesha
scat pack movin’ so fast you can’t see it
i’m full of myself, im conceited
(okay), they talkin’ that sh*t, they don’t mean it
(okay), two glocks ken & keenan
two*two more glocks, like gilbert arenas

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