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switchblade - mbae kol¥a lyrics

[verse 1]
they say success is the best revenge
so go ahead and eat a d-ck, please excuse my french
charlie make em ride or die, leave em in a trench
dangerous as a switchblade watch out for the edge
they say you changed, meet the new me
claiming you was with me when you barely even knew me
dressed in all black, just came back from my funeral
ye and laflame, use your face as a urinal
y’all just making tunes, we’re making art
talking sh-t behind my back, time to do my part
got the whole scene trynna end me
seven deadly sins, no envy
gave me kanye confidence
give a f-ck bout arrogance
taking pictures with’cha idols
this bar out here for the rivals
f-ck your flow, don’t need it
you the status quo, go eat it
keep it a buck fifty f-ck
try and test your luck
kicked out of the studio, spazzed out in the booth
left me with a bruise, knocked they f-cking tooth
taxi driver switchblade, taped it to my boot
puke the bathroom sink, resume pursuit
dancing through the alleyways
for the past three days holidays
verse re-do’s, video re-shoots, on my twelfth
got what it took to make a name for myself
if the suit don’t fit, you must acquit
kolya, get used to it

[verse 2]
skipping meals and popping pills
doing miscellaneous sh-t worth of highlight reels
b-tches keep on barking
meaning i’m advancing
rocking black and blond dreads
p-ss the cigarettes to x
smith and wesson teach ya a lesson
goat h-rn, ready to perform
no need to learn, natural born
k!llers. f-ck with us get burnt
this is our turn after the the storm

[verse 3]
okay, i’m turnt
at the party, f-ck ’round, p-ssy boy, and you get burnt
you actin’ buff, you f-ck ’round, you get murked
these n-ggas b-tches, mm, i get it
sauce, b-tch, i’m with it, uh, i get it
shots at your fitted, mm, i did it
yuh, i did it, yuh, i did it
n-ggas askin’ where i get my drip at
told a n-gga throw a backpack, n-gga, back-back, hmm
asking for the money, where your racks at?
if you ain’t my brother, told a f-ck n-gga “hush that”, uh
came to the crib off of kool-aid, ayy!

- mbae kol¥a lyrics

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