FOOD STAMPS (feat. Midas Touch)

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Yeah,aye aye
Penso che ancora non siete pronti
Per questa musica
Midas Touch
(What the f*ck)
Yeah, T-I-S-T-I
Midas Touch
Aye aye aye aye
Aye aye aye aye
I'm that motherfucking problem
When I touch down
Panic rise high
Till I can't hear sounds
Love is deep
Hate's profound
Free food stamps
No low profile
I can't comprehend the world
'Cause we all suck
Energy drop
No place to recharge
I-I-I-I-I-I'm a monster
Free food stamps
Ah, they all friends now
Suburban promenade
Know how to deal with hoodrats
Entrepreneurs, nurses
Hoes, teachers in class
T my trademark so taste some
If you a peeping Tom
It's time to trade malice
Trace lies like AI
I'm disturbing as a hidden hawk eye
Cold chest
Air demolishing the entire complex
Wrecking balls, many men
Lose brain to manholes
And mud prints
Been smoking on busses
Churches and front rows
Dead workforce
But that's a circuit
No Austin, yeah
And I'ma speak for every seal
I've ever set (I swear)
Whole lotta money
Would help for my distress
(Why not?)
What you tryna do
Other than show me disrespect
Mentally unstable
I give out free food stamps,
And
I'm that motherfucking problem
When I touch down
Panic rise high
Till I can't hear sounds
Love is deep,
Hate's profound
Free food stamps
No low profile
I can't comprehend the world
'Cause we all suck
Energy drop
No place to recharge
I-I-I-I-I-I'm a monster
Free food stamps
Ah, they all friends now
I come in peace
Arrived to sip a liter
F*ck hypothesis
T is here to flip the script
And trim whoever skips
My verses
Hooks and bridges
A whole life for digits
Spending years as a middle man
Till I'm
Upper echelon innit
Dear God I follow the spirits
Ghosts from the past
In the shape of white bitches
Pulled my very own strings
Allowed me to follow rhythm
If the sky's so clear
Why the f*ck I see ribbons
Embark on this trip with me
You gon' fall out
Or withdraw
Link up with Midas
Got the Klondike touch
Now I found me some gold
You ain't seen my scope
But I see you on my scope
Generational talent
B Button, I ain't gon' grow old
I'm that motherfucking problem
When I touch down
Panic rise high
Till I can't hear sounds
Love is deep
Hate's profound
Free food stamps
No low profile
I can't comprehend the world
'Cause we all suck
Energy drop
No place to recharge
I-I-I-I-I-I'm a monster
Free food stamps
Ah, they all friends now

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