Death Race (feat. Flowkey)
Trxpson
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She wanna tell me come through I got the rock in my shoe, hey Money sticking like glue I told that bitch what it do, hey Most of these bitches is two faced Shoot out the roof like death race Moving slow at my own pace Eating up, better say grace She wanna tell me come through I got the rock in my shoe, hey Money sticking like glue I told that bitch what it do, hey Most of these bitches is two faced Shoot out the roof like death race Moving slow at my own pace Eating up, better say grace People talking Give a f*ck man, I Johnny walk em Henny sippin’, talking ‘bout religion End up fighting Man, people different Energy, running from the problems Probably sippin’ up on a double Light a zoot Yeah, for the trouble People talking but they don’t know nothing Hey Yeah Always talking, always up to something People running, coming close to nothing Nothing something when my time is coming Coming closer to the people running shit I don’t got time for this funny shit Drugs are nuts man, the dealer paid for it Drugs are nuts man, the dealer paid for it Wait She wanna tell me come through I got the rock in my shoe, hey Money sticking like glue I told that bitch what it do, hey Most of these bitches is two faced Shoot out the roof like death race Moving slow at my own pace Eating up, better say grace She wanna tell me come through I got the rock in my shoe, hey Money sticking like glue I told that bitch what it do, hey Most of these bitches is two faced Shoot out the roof like death race Moving slow at my own pace Eating up, better say grace Woah Trxpson This a Death race You’re the only one This a death race Let me show you some You ain’t seen before Don’t close the door Let’s do more blow Finna wipe your nose Hit your back out City on the map now My bitch she real bad now I’m always in my bag now Now they all come around Lightning fast The whip gone growl Going round and round Needa down a whole bottle Stay up till tomorrow Problem’s with the bottles Finna take off and fly away She got good good brain Sippin’ all damn day Puff my pain away (Puff my pain away) Puff my pain away (Puff my pain away) She wanna tell me come through I got the rock in my shoe, hey Money sticking like glue I told that bitch what it do, hey Most of these bitches is two faced Shoot out the roof like death race Moving slow at my own pace Eating up, better say grace She wanna tell me come through I got the rock in my shoe, hey Money sticking like glue I told that bitch what it do, hey Most of these bitches is two faced Shoot out the roof like death race Moving slow at my own pace Eating up, better say grace
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