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Fast & Furious: Drift Tape/Phonk Vol 1 (Paused)
Kaito Shoma
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This shit been crazy, goin' dope and it's killin' me
Even though I know I hit the snow, is you feelin' me?
I'm lookin' good, 20 rings on that baby ring
No 12 gold in my mouth, let me get your thing
Like ain't a thing to see, I ain't got no type of game
I'm with the Hennessy and I'm with the sugar thing
But fuck that, one of my young niggas'll take the charge
I'm stackin' green, I'ma walk with my ass in Mars
I'ma do a thang, but I got the snapback
Give it up to God, pistol, pistol with the backpack
Stay on my job, dealin' with haters with the jab lap
Hit 'em with the smile, police watch us with the roll out
You best believe that I can see it from a mile away
Don't let my colors down, sleepin' with the head bang
The streets are dangerous, I can be your end date
That's why I ride with my dogs, smokin' plenty hay
This shit been crazy, goin' dope and it's killin' me
Even though I know I hit the snow, is you feelin' me?
I'm lookin' good, 20 rings on that baby ring
No 12 gold in my mouth, let me get your thing
Like ain't a thing to see, I ain't got no type of game
I'm with the Hennessy and I'm with the sugar thing
But fuck that, one of my young niggas'll take the charge
I'm stackin' green, I'ma walk with my ass in Mars
I'ma do a thang, but I got the snapback
Give it up to God, pistol, pistol with the backpack
Stay on my job, dealin' with haters with the jab lap
Hit 'em with the smile, police watch us with the roll out
You best believe that I can see it from a mile away
This shit been crazy, goin' dope and it's killin' me
Even though I know I hit the snow, is you feelin' me?
I'm lookin' good, 20 rings on that baby ring
No 12 gold in my mouth, let me get your thing
Like ain't a thing to see, I ain't got no type of game
I'm with the Hennessy and I'm with the sugar thing
But fuck that, one of my young niggas'll take the charge
I'm stackin' green, I'ma walk with my ass in Mars
I'ma do a thang, but I got the snapback
Give it up to God, pistol, pistol with the backpack
Stay on my job, dealin' with haters with the jab lap
Hit 'em with the smile, police watch us with the roll out
You best believe that I can see it from a mile away
Don't let my colors down, sleepin' with the head bang
The streets are dangerous, I can be your end date
That's why I ride with my dogs, smokin' plenty hay
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