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#certified cypher - roach mafia lyrics

[verse 1: tacxin]
i just hit the blunt, now my life look like [?]
pack touched down, paper bag this ain’t no gucci purse
all browned out, i [?] with the gucci shirt
they like “tac come through”, i smoke mid bowl and make a movie first
we make movies [?], ain’t no scoobies
kratom on the crepes and the steak, we get loopy
off the green bean sh*t with the, we go stupid
i’m smoking like a train, i smell like [?]

[verse 2: ricky chix]
fresh like phone, [?] for drone
[?], give no f*cks
sippin’ on water i feel like a shark
i’m in the water i’m f*ckin’ a f*ck
i’m in the water, swim like a duck
i’m with the roach, f*ckin’ a bug

[verse 3: dlck]
[?]
i took kratom and the p*ss went brown
i order pizza with the cheese, [?]
dirty bread, like it [?]
do not call my cell ‘less you talkin’ money!
[?], she f*ckin’ on the daily
that lil b*tch a [?], she suck me on the daily
[?]
i’m on her transit, i feel like cod zombies
the percs got me feeling like a zombie, a zombie
she tryna saw my new movie, feelin’ like rob zombie
[verse 4: laker]
after i f*ck that lil b*tch i tell her don’t talk to me
this stupid lil b*tch, please stop calling me
i swear it’s nothing personal i just gotta get this money please
this money turn my fingers green, b*tch i’m gardening
just pulled up in a new rolls royce, i just got top from cardi b

[verse 5: aceii]
[?], you wanna talk to me?
i gotta put it in my bag like it’s a robbery
i think i’m filling up my cup with the new prophecy
i’m on my theory sh*t, but that’s just how it’s got to be

[verse 6: facy]
margiela on my feet, giuseppe on my feet
i don’t like the nike cause it’s vietnamese
i don’t f*ck with vlone cause it’s chinese
i f*ck with the helmut lang cause it’s portuguese
i feel like [?] infamous when i smoke 3
i feel ricky cause i know my body
i feel like john travolta when i took an op

[verse 7: joeyy]
google.com you can type in joeyy
i walk into the saks i look like [?]
i seen your prada bag, i can tell it’s phony
i ran up a rack, [?] lonely
put my neck on this [?] when the weather’s snowy
[verse 8: ?]
and that’s real rap, save your breath b*tch [?]
if you waste up [?]
[?] wake up and i be taking cat naps

[verse 9: marlon dubois]
[?]
big shed, big [?]
me and joeyy got a [?]
i got a cup
walk into the*, walk into the mall [?] crimson

[verse 10: dream caster]
walk into the mall, finna walk around the store
got the wings on me and i’m posted like a door
and i’m monclered down i just wanna buy the store
[?]

[verse 11: dugan]
all my friends are trans, obama is a white man
he my best friend we do white man things
yeah, he just gave me candy, yeah
obama just gave me candy

[outro]
this is certified, b*tch

- roach mafia lyrics

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