Lyrics:
I was a carryout kid we lived another life We knew the things that we did would somehow prove right We lived for joyless love and god above and here
coming Fuck that see him hit a u Pray to god he Let me whip out first Bitch its me or you Eating salmon Like its carryout These 100 dollar chews I dont
Carry-on Carry-out 僕は僕を奏で 君と響きあえる 強くいられる 錆び付いた空を赤い目をした僕らが見てた 大好きな歌さえ 不意に優しい響きなくした ［登り下り］と 坂道に例え人は言うけど 誰にも どれにも 置き換えて語れないものがある きっと 誰にも
I'm at the carryout He stay inside he think it's scary out Drop yo location gimme yo whereabout 2 bad bitches we in the Telly One is shooter she slode
to be alone. like to order carryout I've noticed I'm the one. I'm on the perfect route Here I go, here I go, here's the finding out Diamonds on my neck I
specialties Like Carry-Out deals but you never getting the recipe Fire top only way someone getting a head of me On all my Ps and Qs even silent ones that's
tails with her shrimp scampi ain't no carryout Love my mans to death he in that casket I help carryout Angela Basset, what's love got to do with us just
ain't moving the people then why the speaker on huh? Food for thought bitch you are what you what you eat And that carryout crack your jaw rot your teeth
round-up in the sky. I'm the carry-out kid when my trigger's in cock. I'll be carryin' out bodies stiff as a rock. Carryin' out a million dollars in my
the beautiful round up in the sky I'm the carry-out kid when my trigger's at cock I'll be carrying out bodies stiff as a rock Carrying out a million dollars in my
the sky. I'm the carry-out kid when my trigger's in cock. I'll be carryin' out bodies stiff as a rock. Carryin' out a million dollars in my pockets
the beautiful round up in the sky I'm the carry-out kid when my trigger's at cock I'll be carrying out bodies stiff as a rock Carrying out a million dollars in my
a tall thin girl. She said, "Whose is this carry-out?'' My face turned chilli red. Well, I don't know about carrying out, But you can carry me off
the sky. I'm the carry-out kid when my trigger's in cock. I'll be carryin' out bodies stiff as a rock. Carryin' out a million dollars in my pockets
the little niggas that serve y'all shit Pull up in the Ghost at the carry-out, bitch Niggas never know about my whereabouts, bitch Somewhere in Carrol City,
to speak from a gangster reel Watch 'em murder rob and dope deal Music makes you wanna shout Kicking it live at the carryout Colombians and ye oh think
another girl Come from some carry-out in hell You're just another story how they fucked up the life Of a sweet girl We'll sit and look
or end up missin' Nobody know your whereabouts Air 'em out, I head to DC eatin' carryout Thuggin' with some niggas outside Of Wayne Perry house i did that
hoes with some sexy ass silhouettes Ask anybody, Prime Time Click been a threat Very hot we at the Marriott At the top, eating Pappadeaux carryout Got
on Jerry now Niggas on my line tryna know my whereabouts I called BOA tryna get a carryout Ayy, I'm tryna feed the team, but it's crowded in the kitchen
the sky. I'm the carry-out kid when my trigger's in cock. I'll be carryin' out bodies stiff as a rock. Carryin' out a million dollars in my pockets
over Fraud buzi uli ego guys ji elizi nowadays Every day by day things are really getting abnormal. The fucking government never cared to carryout what
bubble dude I got a way with words Now, she ain’t seeing much of you My middle finger to the ground That’s just what seven do I never carryout I like
and carryouts are profiting What happened to I am we Revolutionaries, celebrating drug kings Isn't making a means It’s turning us into fiends who crave attention
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