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75 - phylinx lyrics

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[intro: snizz]
ay, (undetermined mumbling)
(more mumbling)
seven five, seven five, seven five, b-tch yuh
seven five, seven five, seven five, b-tch yuh

[chorus: snizz]
seven five in my ride getting high, b-tch yuh
i’m that guy gucci slides when i ride, b-tch yuh
seven five, seven five, seven five, b-tch yuh
seven five, seven five, seven five, b-tch yuh

[verse 1: ¡rxtedx!]
pull up on ya like its halloween
leave ya leanin’ no promethazine
t-t’s and benji’s all i ever see
dirty money got the diddy dream
ay. ya money too low i don’t hear
ay, b-tch too foreign never see her
ay, whippin in a foreign, you a kia
ay, marijuana smell like diarrhea
courtney kardashian keep up with me
finger game tight when i count the benji’s
baby girl i get the dutchie for free
send me location i pull up with speed
ay, i stay with more bread than subway
ay, all eyes on me like a runway
ay, your b-tch chose me cause’ she want me
ay, ain’t no feelings ain’t no loving
ay

[chorus: snizz]
seven five in my ride getting high, b-tch yuh
i’m that guy gucci slides when i ride, b-tch yuh
seven five, seven five, seven five, b-tch yuh
seven five, seven five, seven five, b-tch yuh

[verse 2: ben$0n]
i turn my booth into flames
ay, i do this sh-t everyday
ay, louis vuitton on my waist
ay, louis vuitton on my bae
ay, flat on their back when i pull out the nine
im off the scene when the 12 hit the crime
they don’t defend i’ve been way outta line
ay, that ain’t something i’ll deny
iced out on my wrist
ay, piped out on your b-tch
ay, she done had my kids
ay, i gave her no kiss
ay, show you how i live
d-mn, my game on some sh-t
d-mn, we light all full clips
pop sh-lls off in that mist
b-tch, yuh

[chorus: snizz]
seven five in my ride getting high, b-tch yuh
i’m that guy gucci slides when i ride, b-tch yuh
seven five, seven five, seven five, b-tch yuh
seven five, seven five, seven five, b-tch yuh

[verse 3: snizz]
ay, shades on, top down
my b-tch making jaws drop now
used to have bad luck, but i’m on now
now i’m all in, gucci when i ball out when i go
seven five, trappin out the f-cking ride
when i pull up on your block i got that .40 on my side
b-tch, yuh
im rocking louis they mad at us
ay, my crew they coming with calibers
ay, i do not f-ck with these challengers
ay, i do not f-ck with you amateurs
ay, i got the codeine right next to me
yuh, my b-tch is fine like a pedigree
yuh, f-ck around catching the weaponry
cooking that dope got the recipe
b-tch, yuh

[chorus: snizz]
seven five in my ride getting high, b-tch yuh
i’m that guy gucci slides when i ride, b-tch yuh
seven five, seven five, seven five, b-tch yuh
seven five, seven five, seven five, b-tch yuh

[outro: snizz]
seven five in my ride getting high, b-tch yuh
i’m that guy gucci slides when i ride, b-tch yuh
seven five, seven five, seven five, b-tch yuh
seven five, seven five, seven five, b-tch yuh

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