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steph took the wok to jersey - shotiglious lyrics

[intro: prodcalvin]
(calvin)

[chorus: shotiglious]
took the wok to new jersey and smoked a hundred louds
bl!cky got a new magazine, it shoot a hundred rounds
ain’t got a permit or nothin’, but i still drove around
i*i get the glock just like steph paddock and disperse the crowd
geekin’, tweakin’, freakin’, and beamin’, i’m in the f*ckin’ clouds
don’t smoke a joint at a time, i need a f*ckin’ pound
b*tch get to screamin’ and creamin’ after i throw her ’round
backshots of death, throw that sh*t, i like the way it sound

[verse 1: maxxygotbandz]
fourteen b*tches (maxxy)
on a prop plane
vroom vroom, sh*t sound like a choppa, don’t get dropped, lame
brodie say he playin’ with the dog, b*tch this a hot game (woof, woof)
think you sh*t ’cause you just wrapped the fent? boy you are not hame (what the f*ck?)
i mean you’re not him
fiend lives matter, except that ugly one, i shot him
if you are what you eat, my boy a perc and i just popped him (nom nom nom)
third person off the wocky, d*mn they cannot stop him
f*cked a b*tch, then i made her abort it after eight months (bye, bye!)
eight hundred blacks, back to back, i got great lungs
chiefin’ on that zoo pack, this elephant got eight trunks
dropped a band and copped and eighth from nasa, i smoke sp*ce runtz
uh, houston, we’ve had a problem
man i hate guns
fingers hard as h*ll from fightin’ people, i got eight thumbs
pull up on a pre*k, rob the kids, now i got eight ones
flippin’ krabby patties, makin’ burgers, i got eight buns
[chorus: shotiglious]
took the wok to new jersey and smoked a hundred louds
bl!cky got a new magazine, it shoot a hundred rounds
ain’t got a permit or nothin’, but i still drove around
i*i get the glock just like steph paddock and disperse the crowd
geekin’, tweakin’, freakin’, and beamin’, i’m in the f*ckin’ clouds
don’t smoke a joint at a time, i need a f*ckin’ pound
b*tch get to screamin’ and creamin’ after i throw her ’round
backshots of death, throw that sh*t, i like the way it sound

[outro: prodcalvin]
(calvin)

- shotiglious lyrics

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