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last in, first out - superactive slummie lyrics

last in, first out lyrics
time to raise the bar on em
slum a lot of n*ggas goals
they would love to rock my shows, luv yo lay up wit my hoes
i call shots n*gga, you had yo shot and got exposed
you f*ck wit n*ggas you know told
i f*ck wit microwaves and stoves
i just counted up
on my soul i’m feeling chose
i f*ck best friends and the both know
these b*tches bold
grab this fn bet yo mans get a new tat
my babies linebackers
can’t wait to blitz em for that sack
forgive my temperament
always in and out of jail cant say i’m innocent
took my mom and them thru he’ll cause i stay into sh*t
for i hit n*ggas for help i’ll go hit a l!ck
these devils talking more than 10 bro i hit the fence
bro caught a body jury hung yеp thats ideadlock
i stuff the 3 of em in this fonto yеah my dead opp
i’m wrestling with this dope i hit the pyrex in a head lock
she say i spent too much on these wh0re they deadstock
she spent the night and me spending on a morning after
i told her come pan sear a salmon im a if f*cking bachelor
i left church to hit my swerve i’m a f*ckin trapper
ain’t no bar an in this b*tch so i had to smack er
i put a one on a one you can hit her after
neph sitting next to drake like a toronto raptor they found coke they found fetty
i just got indicted
my son angry cause he miss me so i gotta fight it
louie say he got his man you know i got excited, we watch them news just to hear about the gun violence
for valentines i got my college b*tch her gun license
my closest friends changin on me like these drug prices
i told em use that b*tch or loose that b*tch
don’t know what’s on these n*ggas heads they tied it up we scored again now it’s time to come spreads
fetti and some quinine in the bullet aunty love the legs
street n*gga priorities no b*tch ever above the bread
said a prayer greatful to be free thankful that i’m me
knew what i was facing before they caught i ain’t ever speak
out on bond lawyer say it’s bool
case look weak prosecutor
thinking i’m a fool want me take the plea
took my first trip to l.a.x paid 28 apiece
that was back in 2012 vacuum seal em spray the bleach
i just ate a lobster empanada on culebra beach
cocaine island all white sand and off white sandals on my feet
ar pistol on my seat i want every thing but sleep
couldn’t sleep if i wanted
i just lay and think bout gleesh

couldn’t sleep if i wanted i just lay and think bout gleesh

- superactive slummie lyrics

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