Текст песни 626/305* - Sueco the Child
Zak
Aron
Oh
my
God,
Ronny
626,
fly
to
the
305
Have
'em
make
a
choice,
do
or
die
Skyfall,
don't
you
go
outside
Do
this
'til
the
day
I'm
not
alive
Kick
her
out
the
house
if
she
fuckin'
up
my
vibe
Kick
down
trolls
if
they
fuckin'
with
my
tribe
Made
it
out
the
backyard,
city
on
my
back
Mayor
hit
my
line
'cause
he
fuck
with
how
I
rap
Austin
Powers
'cause
she
say
I
got
a
Goldmember
Lucas
turn
a
pack
to
stack,
we
some
go-getters
She
really
smart
with
that
head,
like
a
professor
Afterwards,
she
tryna
to
kiss
me
on
my
lips,
I
won't
let
her
Eatin'
good,
fish
filets,
now
I
hop
out
MIA
Cash
for
chickens,
Chick-fil-A
S'il
vous
plaît,
uh,
s'il
vous
plaît
Bust
on
her
face
like
crème
brûlée
I
fucked
her
Wednesday
but
fuck
her
friend
on
Tuesday
Eatin'
SPAM
and
soup
every
Monday
In
the
PJ,
you
ain't
ever
seen
a
runaway
TSA
tired
of
me
flyin'
out
the
country
Flyin'
with
some
racks
so
they
think
I'm
up
to
somethin'
626,
fly
to
the
305
Have
'em
make
a
choice,
do
or
die
Skyfall,
don't
you
go
outside
Do
this
'til
the
day
I'm
not
alive
Kick
her
out
the
house
if
she
fuckin'
up
my
vibe
Kick
down
trolls
if
they
fuckin'
with
my
tribe
Made
it
out
the
backyard,
city
on
my
back
Mayor
hit
my
line
'cause
he
fuck
with
how
I
rap
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