Lyrics Celsius - Lizard Boii
Damn
my
wrist
so
cold
It′s
like
6C
Why
your
bitch
so
bold
Boy
she
shifty
And
she
hit
my
line
Now
she
with
me
She
do
lines
and
I
thought
she
was
Whitney
Seen
her
with
5 guys
in
a
6-seat
Got
mob
ties
now
the
whole
gang
is
with
me
What's
real
will
exist
Now
only
fake
against
me
I′m
driving
in
coupes
and
you
know
you'll
never
rent
these
I'm
not
talking
A1
′Raris
I′m
talking
Bentley's
I′ll
laugh
in
your
face
if
you
pull
in
with
a
benzie
I
never
sip
lean
Ain't
tryna
die
at
16
If
I′m
with
ride
or
dies
you
know
I'll
try
and
keep
my
lips
clean
Got
mad
hoes
that
can′t
believe
that
I'm
rich
ay
She
got
no
clothes
now
her
best
friend
is
with
me
I
drop
mad
bands
to
make
sure
that
her
rent
paid
I'll
throw
some
hands
if
you
try
to
get
my
main
laid
It′s
my
life
I′m
gonna
live
it
full
throttle
Man
I
got
mad
strife
but
I
don't
take
it
to
the
bottle
All
I
got′s
this
mic,
not
a
'Rari
or
a
model
But
I
got
mad
hoes
that′ll
lick,
suck,
and
swallow
Pussy
got
barcodes
Now
it's
scan,
swipe,
and
wallow
And
I
got
these
stacks
Boatloads
I
won
the
lotto
Insta
got
mad
hoes
that
only
ask
me
for
a
follow
But
it′s
just
gold
diggers
who
wanna
take
me
on
my
motto
I
don't
take
no
bitches
over
gang
and
that's
a
promise
Man
she
got
back
pains,
from
my
dick
if
I′ll
be
honest
Now
I
got
mad
gains
from
this
heat
that
I
been
dropping
Boy
get
out
my
lane
if
you
think
that
I′ll
be
stopping
Yeah
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