paroles de chanson Zodiac Pressure - AfterDeath
My
buddy
(my
buddy)
My
buddy
(my
buddy)
Wherever
I
go
he
goes
My
buddy
(my
buddy)
My
buddy
(my
buddy)
My
buddy
and
me
(Supreme)
Yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
Shut
the
fuck
up
please
bro
(shut
the
fuck
up
bro)
God
damn
bro
no
one
wants
to
hear
your
God
damn
shit
homie
(What
the
fuck)
Turn
that
shit
off
bruh
nobody
listens
to
your
music
bruh
(fuck
you)
(Afterdeath
you
just
fucking
suck)
Chill
the
fuck
out
and
just
fucking
quit
already
bruh
I
shoot
at
his
top
and
I'm
giving
him
pressure
Yo
bitch
call
me
hot
so
I'm
checking
the
weather
See
you
wanna
fight
boy,
you
light
as
a
feather
Take
you
to
the
underground
she
like
the
nether
I
blew
up
the
song
now
he
looking
for
shelter
Yo
bitch
know
she
want
me
so
I
went
and
felt
her
I
knocked
on
the
door
and
she
said
to
come
into
The
pussy
was
loose
so
I
pull
up
a
temper
I
just
rolled
up
three
blunts
so
I
call
it
Adidas
I'm
high
off
the
coral
I'm
smoking
the
reefer
Fucking
yo
bitch
then
I
had
to
delete
her
Run
up
on
me
I
skirrt
off
in
two-seater
Ain't
no
family
guy
she
sucking
my
Peter
I'm
off
the
lean
now
I'm
sipping
the
liter
Chris
Brown
so
you
know
I'm
a
beat
I
got
ice
on
my
neck
you
can
call
it
a
freezer
(freezer)
I'mma
put
a
fist
to
yo
head
we
can
fist
fight
(we
can
fist
fight)
Run
up
on
a
pussy
leave
her
dead
say
goodnight
(say
goodnight)
Him
'em
with
the
bat
you
in
shreds
call
me
Dark
Knight
(How
we
doing
today?)
I'mma
fuck
yo
bitch
while
you
in
bed
she
screaming
all
night
Gas
always
expensive
rev
my
engine
then
I
pass
the
blunt
Got
my
homies
with
me
if
you
pull
up
leave
you
on
a
shirt
(on
a
shirt)
Put
the
body
in
a
hurse
(in
a
hurse)
Rob
the
bitch
and
snag
the
purse
(snag
the
purse)
Running
from
the
cops
until
a
motherfucker
hit
the
dirt
Got
the
coke
on
my
nose,
where's
the
super
suit
neck
on
froze
Beat
go
"do
do
do"
bass
gon
blow
Out
my
speakers
from
head
to
toe
like
I
just
crashed
the
whip
and
had
to
pay
because
it's
rented
Please
get
out
my
face
girl
why
you
tryna
know
my
business
Thinking
'bout
the
times
when
I
just
thought
that
we
were
finished
Bought
the
baggers
on
my
hip
I
got
the
Gucci
linnens
G-walking
on
your
coffin
you
get
turned
out
from
a
bitch
And
I'm
spraying
out
the
window
where
the
bullets
hit
or
miss
Man
this
lean
just
got
me
fucked
up
gotta
take
a
piss
Man
you
wish
that
you
was
me
I
see
you
staring
at
my
fit
(run
it)
I'mma
put
a
fist
to
yo
head
we
can
fist
fight
Run
up
on
a
pussy
leave
her
dead
say
goodnight
Him
'em
with
the
bat
you
in
shreds
call
me
Dark
Knight
I'mma
fuck
yo
bitch
while
you
in
bed
she
screaming
all
night
Yeah
just
a
little-
That
wasn't
a
freestyle
at
all
I
wrote
all
that
shit
But
they
were
from
other
songs
tho
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