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koopa troopa! - ocean evol lyrics

these guys, fake
a three hive, states
baptize, blade
run up, fade
run up the mall
had to eat
food on my waistband
like g’s
bad for you came back in a week
hit a l!ck on ??? run out with two g’s
i don’t talk with a hand i talk with a third eye
let this sh*t open up you need to preach
like mario kart goin’ fast on the speedway
he tryna pop up be like me
red sh*ll to his backbone
if he tryna test yo
i’m chillin with his b*tch get wet like a beach
ran off on a l!ck
and my pockets on thick
so fast up call me 9 thousand beach (i honestly don’t know)
his face turn green luce bennett
lil city b*tch straight to the beach gеt tanner (still i dont know)
put blood on my brand new air force onеs and it looked like drip coulda called it designer
call up godzilla
call up the villains
each of each sun
i get to k!llin’
no i don’t rap
i just talk to a mic and i sit on the beat like i’m godd*mn chillin
(hardest drop ever)
i made the boy then he get cool
i put the knife right where he look
he tried to run, then he got two
don’t leave a trace, i play by the book (yuhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)
ho what you mean, my hands clean
i don’t never leave the blood on the sink
she want the bag, she want saline
i don’t got money for a brand new ???
i got a float, and all of this drip
??? (this line confuses me)
murder she wrote, and i got the note
all of my kids b*tch d*ck in the throat
big l
that went straight to his chest
you wanna talk, but i don’t want talk, so you can say less
closin my eyes, i put these demons to rest
they want sh*t, endin they life, you know the rest
these guys, fake

- ocean evol lyrics

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