Suicide Doors (Remix)
Yung Buba
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Yea shawty said she like to travel I guess we going to pound town The first we Got to slide to neckville she gotta make a Rounds I call her Dyson cause she suck me up like Vacuum on the ground I ain't make no music in A minute, do you Miss my sound? I ain't been happy in a minute, Do you miss My smile? Shippin' bowls from LA to the NAP, Makin That paper pound Step inside my kitchen, I got Onions, cuties Sellin' out Step inside my kitchen, I got onions, Cuties Sellin' out Shawty said she like to travel, I Guess we Goin to pound town The first we got us fly to Nate Reveal she gotta make a round I call her Dyson Cause she set me out like Vacuum on the ground I ain't make no music in A minute, do you Miss my sound? I ain't been happy in a minute, Do you miss My smile? Shippin' bowls from LA to the NAP, Makin That paper pound Step inside my kitchen, I got Onions, cuties Sellin' out Step inside my kitchen, I got onions, Cuties Sellin' out Let me slip with the vibes, I'm finna Get Silly I look like Steak when I'm gettin' to the Cheese, but no, I'm not from Philly This that Hell phone, no bowl , no coat, no Jacket, nah, it ain't chilly Had to disappear and Get myself back up cause Shit got tricky Next time I go to Africa, I'm Sendin' them Packs with me Cause when that shit touch Down, the currency Change, I'ma be up a million Keep the money Back in Africa, the IRS can't Get me No risk, no reward, on top of that, I got God with me Ridin' round Dakar, me and Assane speedin Down VDN Smokin' on this hatch, a minute, Three posted in HLM The city goin', no Sonko, go brazy, run for President Hella riots, fires left and right, that shit like Hell on 12 I be feelin' like I'm sparkin' woods eight Thousand times a day It's so fucked up because I do get high more Than I even pray Them double-stuffed vanilla woods with Shatter wax straight to the face I'm geekin', yeah, I'm loaded off the edibles and Dispo cakes Let me grab a pound and bust it down in Sixteen ways Come and get these zones, I bet I'll get them Off in sixteen places Trap gas and clothes, sizes hit my twin if he Need brand new J's Young niggas hustlin', makin' money up Multiple ways I got Zaza in the air, and the girl from Astelon If I hit a British bitch, she gon' be like, mans to Hung I f*ck with God, but I'm sendin' bombs, they Way I feel like King Jun Ung These niggas act tough on the net, but they be Bitchin', just like Dwayne Wayne's son My lil' youngin' spin your 'partments,with that Drake like Bakugon All my killers muslims, like I'm Rollo, and that's On Quran No disrespect, but I don't like them ghetto Hoes, point me, to lil' Mulan They be shakin' ass up all on Instagram, but Sleep on Black Futons Yuh
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