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smoked out cypher - mcnzi lyrics

[intro: mcnzi]
[?]
mcnzi, ey, ey, mcnzi, ey, ey
ey, bah!

[part 1: dashiell]
i swear to god, i’m pulling off with it
trippy n*ggas [?], don’t know about a limit
we going for a [?]
i swear to god, i l!ck my house with it
glock nine on my waistline
ain’t no time, i boutta bring a verse
i seperate me, f*ck commercial
hated n*ggas never read between the lines
i find a piece of mine, that’s quite the vibe
[?] i’m servin to the beat
you can’t seperate me from the streets
11 years old, the first time i saw a key
11 years old, i was selling quarter piece
i swear to god, i’m pulling off with it
trippy n*ggas [?], don’t know about a limit
my drip is off the charts
i ain’t got the halo, devil h*rns, i play [?]
i’m devil*send, sativa on my stench
never been a rookie, you won’t catch me on the bench
only care about a dollar, never catch me dipping
i’m a selfish n*gga, no, i never gave a sh*t

[part 2: bae.com]
d*d*d*dark mind with a bright smile
i connect real nice every once in a while
i can break your neck, when i’m feelin’ h*lla well
runnin’ up a check, anonymous fly high
got a dead mind with a red smile
i connect all nice every once in a while
i can break your neck, when i’m feelin’ h*lla well
runnin’ up a check, anonymous fly high

break into your house, b*tch, i’m taking all your clothes
why you acting all so sensitive, you know what i’m about
i’m trynna get rich, yeah, i’m f*cking on your b*tch
won an only all*inclusive, i ain’t dealin’ with that sh*t
no, it ain’t no bedtime yet, i’m still working for the bread
i ain’t finish till the sun come up
ain’t finished till i’m dead
you may ask me when i’m red
hit the the doobie and i’m wrecked
hit the bottles standing [?]
when i’m [?] i break your leg

[part 3: mcnzi]
[?], i call a n*gga bruskie
no rocks up in my sock, i life a good life like, seduce me
i be like a m*ffle, while you be just like a two piece
i eat you n*gga for breakfast, smoke a n*gga like a doobie
w*w*would you think i’m stupid? b*tch, i’m looser [?]
but so much work, even eazy*e would say, i’m ruthless
[planning seed the feed, and i don’t have a n*gga fruitless?]
the lack of booty in my head, i need to thaught a bootless
bigger the [?] i wreck up, the bigger the n*gga that act up
the [?] turning my back up, the harder you wanna get [?]
i ain’t brought that g, but let believers smack my b*tch up
i’m laying hands on women, but a snitch [?]
honour is the code of way i’ve drown you like a witcher
go ride another d*ck [?]

- mcnzi lyrics

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