Lyrics Monte Cristo - Mvko , Notions
It's
the
count
of
monte
cristo
smokin
hella
dope
Demons
in
the
back
and
the
moves
They
packin
is
critical
Whippin
in
the
honda
personas
wildin
it's
typical
Sweep
em
up
and
promise
them
neverlands
They
gon
never
go
It's
the
count
of
monte
cristo
smokin
hella
dope
Demons
in
the
back
and
the
moves
They
packin
is
critical
Whippin
in
the
honda
personas
wildin
it's
typical
Sweep
em
up
and
promise
them
neverlands
They
gon
never
go
I'm
the
demon
from
the
south
with
The
one
punch
fist
I'll
make
sure
all
my
bros
are
fed
before
I
wet
my
wrist
I
left
my
label
now
I'm
better
You
can
suck
my
dick
I
said
I
never
wanted
money
Til
I
touched
that
sh*t
I
want
more
I
want
the
world
I
want
it
all
I
want
some
gold
I
want
a
foreign
I
want
the
fans
and
they
adore
I
wanna
know
I
wanna
know
just
what
I'm
owed
I
wanna
blow
I
wanna
motherfvcking
go
Bxtch
posted
on
the
road
bxtch
Never
gave
a
fvck,
what
im
wanting
Is
where
I
go
bxtch
I
don't
need
no
misunderstandings
I
need
control
bxtch
Heard
you
talkin
sh*t
on
the
gang
and
I'll
lay
you
low
bxtch
It's
the
count
of
monte
cristo
smokin
hella
dope
Demons
in
the
back
and
the
moves
They
packin
is
critical
Whippin
in
the
honda
personas
wildin
it's
typical
Sweep
em
up
and
promise
them
neverlands
They
gon
never
go
It's
the
count
of
monte
cristo
smokin
hella
dope
Demons
in
the
back
and
the
moves
They
packin
is
critical
Whippin
in
the
honda
personas
wildin
it's
typical
Sweep
em
up
and
promise
them
neverlands
They
gon
never
go
Pistol
on
my
dick,
so
I
fvcking
walk
with
a
limp
You
better
keep
your
mouth
shut
When
you
talk
to
a
pimp
I
got
a
smile
on
my
face
as
I
empty
the
clip
I
wipe
your
blood
off
my
shoes,
I
can't
ruin
my
drip
Killing
everything
I
touch,
yeah
I
can't
get
enough
Say
your
bxtch
love
you
I
ate
her
pvssy
for
lunch
Dumping
rounds
in
the
chopper
Making
you
look
like
a
sponge
Feeling
dead
to
my
core,
My
skin
is
cold
to
the
touch
Bxtch
Imma
run
up
on
him
leave
him
carved
like
a
pumpkin
I
ain't
got
time
for
assumptions
I
am
a
sick
motherfvcker
Leaving
you
chopped
at
the
throat
And
tossing
your
corpse
in
the
dumpster
The
new
face
of
the
underground
You
know
we're
in
the
discussion
you
bxtch
I
hear
my
demons
at
my
door
I'm
bout
to
let
em
in
All
these
guns
up
in
my
house
I
feel
like
I'm
a
veteran
Put
my
hands
around
my
brain
Stem
and
fvcking
sever
it
Godzilla
stance
motha
fvcka
ima
start
levelin
It's
the
count
of
monte
cristo
smokin
hella
dope
Demons
in
the
back
and
the
moves
They
packin
is
critical
Whippin
in
the
honda
personas
wildin
it's
typical
Sweep
em
up
and
promise
them
neverlands
They
gon
never
go
It's
the
count
of
monte
cristo
smokin
hella
dope
Demons
in
the
back
and
the
moves
They
packin
is
critical
Whippin
in
the
honda
personas
wildin
it's
typical
Sweep
em
up
and
promise
them
neverlands
They
gon
never
go
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