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no chorus - pinstripe lyrics

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i been on my grind
but i don’t skateboard
talking bout how much money you make
lil bro i bet i make more

i been going crazy
i been blowing up like a claymore
puffing on loud
it’s like i’m smoking out of a train h*rn

talking bout you in your bag
you in a brown paper sack
slow down dropping all that bulls***
bro your music whack

i’m so high i’m up in sp*ce
puffing on that nasa pack
got a lil uzi in this pocket
in the other, that’s a rack

762’s
take a head right off some shoulders
big rocks in his chain
this b**** like boulders

i be stacking up now
gon be stacking when i’m older
b*tton on the back of this glock
it’s gon switch like it’s bipolar
counting up 24*7
i got papercuts
pineapple fanta with wockhardt
i got a lakers cup

talking bout that syrup
not that maple stuff
you be praying i fall off
that’s that hater stuff

poultry in my pockets baby
i’m talking bout some chicken
i be cooking up, no kitchen
h*** nah i ain’t doing no dishes

i’m flying in that porche
500 horses in this engine
he was digging his own grave
and lil bro just kept on digging

it’s cryosleep if i hit the hay with my chains on
if i make that call a body get dropped i ain’t gotta wait long
he speaking on me, we make him dissappear like daequan
my man cash kick you in the face just like you brayjon

we spin they block all day
maybe that’s why im dizzy
my shooter like yeat
throw his turban on, get busy
i ain’t talking bout a wiener
when i say i keep a glizzy
can’t do hi*tech with a sprite
cause it’s too fizzy

- pinstripe lyrics

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