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Thin ice, tiptoe, neck froze (Ice)
Fresh fit, fly as fuck, mind yo' ho (Watch)
Huh, mechanisms on my wrist, Bionicles (Wrist)
Story 'bout my life, this is my chronicles (Yuh)
Sippin' tonic, yeah, me and my gang speak ebonics, yeah (What?)
Shawty is fine as hell, don't think that we gon' be platonic, yeah
12 at night yeah, the iron yeah, you not gon' find it here (Damn!)
We be about it yeah, and fuck all the niggas that doubted, yeah
(Fuck 'em) Fuck all the opps
I'm going straight to the top
But I'mma use action, so fuck all the talk
Need me a queen, there's too many hoes
No, I cannot fuck on a thot (Yeah)
Count up my greens and count up my blues
The money, it never gon' flop (No)
I don't do the Lean, I don't do the Perc's
These days, I'm smoking on Za (Za!)
Huh, smoking that Weed a lot, these days it's keeping me calm (Calm)
I got the world in my hand these days can't let it slip outta my palms
(Heh) Yo' beggin', yo' sad, I bang on my chest, I move like animals
Yeah, niggas, they don't know the game
These niggas ain't reading the manual (No)
Thin ice, tiptoe, neck froze (Neck froze)
Fresh fit, fly as fuck, mind yo' ho (Mind yo' ho)
Huh, mechanisms on my wrist, Bionicles
Story 'bout my life, this is my chronicles (Chronicles)
Thin ice, tiptoe, neck froze (Neck froze)
Fresh fit, fly as fuck, mind yo' ho (Mind yo' ho)
Huh, mechanisms on my wrist, Bionicles
Story 'bout my life, this is my chronicles (Chronicles)



Авторы: Audwin Jalen Gray Copyright: Unitesync



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