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lawnmower noises - shai coke lyrics

he thought he was hard, we flipped his car
i used to hit the road and flip the bars
i didn’t break a script down, it’s by the jar
i see all the n*ggas that used to be cool and they all broke
if you ain’t calling to shop then what you call for?
back door padded lock, try it, i ain’t going for it
ar 18 sound like a lawnmower
i could never lose, i make moves with my instores

i ain’t moving for nothing less than making 6 digits
i ain’t gotta go get it ’cause i stay with it
jamie foxx, you hang out with a mouse n*gga
in the club, got the couch covered in thousands, n*gga
being normal trash, i know ’cause i used to be
i did all they ’bout to do, ain’t nothing new to me
i want all 50s, don’t bring nothin’ blue to me
told thе waitress i need another steak, shе wanna chew for me
pull it, you better use it, warning shots won’t get far
he was shooting for the moon, and now he with the stars
i still be in the hood, i ain’t with the stars
n*ggas will act dumb so i got to move smart
you know where i be, 13 is the best route
n*gga want smoke, catch him out, now he a dark stout
walking with some nice clothes on, don’t earn sky miles
762 make ’em flip like simone biles
he thought he was hard, we flipped his car
i used to hit the road and flip the bars
i didn’t break a script down, it’s by the jar
i see all the n*ggas that used to be cool and they all broke
if you ain’t calling to shop then what you call for?
back door padded lock, try it, i ain’t going for it
ar 18 sound like a lawnmower
i could never lose, i make moves with my instores

throw that money in the air, they scoop it off the floor
ain’t got respect for no b*tch ’cause they all is some wh0res
he got fresh, the club and got left in the morgue
money, power, respect, what you goin’ do for it?
german driveway, my n*ggas came too foreign
too many blocks, they don’t even know who scoring
one band, one sound, we all scoring
i got some n*ggas down below where the ground scorching
i don’t need n*ggas to post me, i barely post myself
just stay out of my dm tryna get some help
put me on, bro n*gga put on yourself
don’t come at me like a rap n*gga, i’m something else
second*hand used b*tch, you don’t want nothing fresh
i guess it’s kinda smart to take what you can get
my b*tch insecure ’bout her chest, i bought extra tits
overhand left’ll spin his head like the exorcist
coke

- shai coke lyrics

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