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abstract (feat. 关博天) - zenex lyrics

uh, imma pack it up
i’m in that castle feeling up
i’m on a mission, no, i cannot stop
(zzz*zenex)
when i pull up, yeah huh, i know my opps they scared of me
b*tch i’m keeping a hunnid round on me
all of this ice on me, yeah it’s drowning me
that b*tch a freak ho she want a threesome
i see you talking you wanna say some’
yeah, i got caught, i’m finna play dumb
taking the percocet i wanna stay numb
he done switched up on me, he a fake chum
telling my real friends, yeah they on it
watch out for my hitters they on it
they gon’ track you down like john wick
yeah, hunnid round hunnid round drums hit
this how i settle my conflict, yeah
pentagram on me demonic
i made that crowd go crazy and moshpit
lil b*tch i just want that profit
bro got a glock*19, go, toss it
slide at night we caught his ass lacking
don’t do no talking and we finna drop him

(hah)
都说是end of game
迈克进hall of fame
b*tches with no name, 跨进我的bed of pain
告诉他别着急, 墓碑上ain’t no name
拿刀子刻他name
better be extra careful
i’m in a coupe, yeah
posted with my crew, yeah
she stuck up in my loop, yeah
got a gun in my room, yeah
show up with my tool, yeah
no die it’s do or do, yeah
balenci for the suit, yeah
balenci on our roof, yeah
kiss on my chain, yeah
posted with hunnid round ks
ball in the fourth, end of the game
让我跨下去ain’t no way
i don’t want friends, yeah
got out in front, sh*t, telling me ain’t no way, yeah
telling me ain’t no way
yeah, he wanna play cards, let’s make a bet, yeah
say less
ice on me turn around looking so fresh
got vvs diamonds they all on my neck
yeah, that b*tch she giving me head
whole lotta diamonds i’m not even flexing
huh, lil b*tch i got racks on racks on racks, yeah
ecstacy molly pill on me
my brother he crazy, he junkie
i spent some money
imma smoke until my lungs bleed
i’m playing new york like i’m johnny smith
i’m playing new york like i’m johnny smith
i’m playing new york like i’m johnny smith
huh, no i, i’m not johnny dang
know ur gang, know ur gang
imma slide into his business
homicide in front of his auntie
rick owens all over my body
cocaine white just like a bunny
revolver on me i’m about it
how many bodies, can’t count it, yeah

that b*tch a freak ho she want a threesome
i see you talking you wanna say some’
yeah, i got caught, i’m finna play dumb
taking the percocet i wanna stay numb
he done switched up on me, he a fake chum
telling my real friends, yeah they on it
watch out for my hitters they on it
they gon’ track you down like john wick
yeah, hunnid round hunnid round drums hit
this how i settle my conflict, yeah
pentagram on me demonic
i made that crowd go crazy and moshpit
lil b*tch i just want that profit
bro got a glock*19, go, toss it
slide at night we caught his ass lacking
don’t do no talking and we finna drop him

- zenex lyrics

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