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Artiste:
Tsu Surf
Titre:
Flash Baccs Of The LICC
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Lately I, lately I been wonderin' what I'm becomin' Or what's possibly comin' to somethin' Heart thumpin', I feel it in my stomach Cold winter, cold heart, hoodie tied, Jaw strings Gotta keep warm, man, I'm gunned down Don't want beef, just somethin' I gotta keep In case them tires start to screech And enemies try to come 'round Bad bitches wanna fuck with a nigga Every good girl swearin' she could comfort a nigga New bitch keep sayin' that she done with a nigga DMing my ex back like, "What you want from a nigga?" It figures, side bitch buggin' Pack her bags, she be trippin', trippin' on the same shit Beef, beef, argue, beef, same spit Main reason I ain't got a main bitch Can't run from these demons I done woke up screamin' Flashbacks of the lick Reminiscin' of the schemin' Mommy told me I was speedin' Still hit the gas He ran before I let go, still hit his ass Can't run from these demons I done woke up screamin' Flashbacks of the lick Reminiscin' of the schemin' Mommy told me I was speedin' Still hit the gas He ran before I let go, still hit his ass Nobody move, nobody get hurt No lie—only work was put in work, work, work Nine-to-five wouldn't work, work If I'm a new boy, then you're a jerk And everybody wanna love you when everybody love you Never let they bitch beg you You damn sure can't let they nigga try to bread you Put it in the pot till it bubble Shit a nigga do for a double Same shit that feed my seed Is the same shit that got a nigga finger-fuckin' Trouble Raw sex with Karma, had to double up on armor Flirtin' with Death, I just bought a new TEC Can't run from these demons I done woke up screamin' Flashbacks of the lick Reminiscin' of the schemin' Mommy told me I was speedin' Still hit the gas He ran before I let go, still hit his ass Can't run from these demons I done woke up screamin' Flashbacks of the lick Reminiscin' of the schemin' Mommy told me I was speedin' Still hit the gas He ran before I let go, still hit his ass