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Distressed Music 2
Edward Skeletrix
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(Hello, diary, it's me again)
Open the door, huh, where to start?
Sterling Ruby on, fuck with Comme de Garรงons
Nigga a whining soldier, yeah, for the poor
Y'all niggas talkin' bout luxury, yeah, y'all don't got bags
Stealin' my flow, you gon' crash out, Coupe, I'm mashin' out
Yโall ainโt smokin no gas, how the fuck I'm passin' out, yuh, blast
Runnin' the bih', I'm splashin' out, hey
You want cash? Do my money dance
Yuh, ballin' like I'm Lance, yuh
Hop in that Lamb' truck, woah
Skeletrix, I don't even give no fuck, yeah
I had to check if my wrist is chill, yeah
Had to flood my wrist up, yuh
Had to flick yo' bitch up, yuh, yeah
Got a pistol, I don't mean to show no love
Yeah, she's actually broke as fuck, Syckli bag for her
Demon in my Peintures, said that I'm a monster
Don't wanna catch a vibe, say that I don't even want you
Yeah, want no drama, yeah, hop in that car, yeah
It's a calm luh fit, tell my mama, I said it
And I sign it, yeah
Yeah, I'm rockin' all designers, yeah
Nigga, in yo' VVS and Chrome Heart, yeah
And my VVS they blinding, yeah
Ain't got time for you, busy like Obama, yeah, huh
Hit 'em with the Taliban, nigga, we gon' bomb you, yeah
And, nigga, we gon' bomb you, yeah
Wa-Watch out for my bombs, huh, yeah
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