3/15
Shelbato
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(Knock on the wood so I knock on my dick) (4, 5, 6 Stacks in my face) (When I come to the hold up place) (Run so fast like an 808) Knock on the wood so I knock on my dick 4, 5, 6 Stacks in my face When I come to the hold up place, run so fast like an 808 No j's no get no fade, in the crib no dish no plate No kiss no miss no play, the pistol miss no shots no shave I know rain when it come both ways, no ice when it come from a chain I know crystal this no game Those tricks don't make no stages, I know canvas can hold ranges I know trances that hold ages, I know bricks that drop from the hay I know since two bit cops finna cave I can run but I go no places, no patience, so gracious When you let down guard no traces but I guess you can say cold cases (Hold up Bato hidden where you been) Man you cannot guess but go crazy (Close up you the model for the kin) For the kin go rough go chasin' (Flow's up, you the father for the kids you the model for the ends You the water in a drought you the color in the grey you the follower the friend) I'm the follower the friend when the income down in the dumps And you doubt yourself in advance So quiet when I look I'm intense So tied to the books and the pens No lies finna drop in the end Don't fly too close to the sand stop I don't name drop, I know fake shots can hold face swaps I don't like to float in the rain drops, I do paint docks I do save lots I do save lives, I do shame opps I do stay while I don't make bops and heyyy Spittin on while I lay Now I spend long nights wide awake Rackin up on bars and analogies and metaphors Pouring down drinks with the four four bitch so thoughtful old gone menopause Little do you know it's yo mum and her mum sippin tea aw stop we're not animals Animals getting it raw got her lipstick drawn all round my genitals Imma chat with your babe, dripping my blood on the chat got chapped on a text Shat on a bitch, giving her the shaft got shacked so hard got shaq for a dick Back on a whim, back with the bag of the big white stacks And a bitch might stand for the gram and a pic Cuz two can play that game but u aint one of them so I dance my dance and I dip Two friends not one of them stressed, too bent to realize that you blessed Too pent up I don't know what the commotion been on side of the mess Now you don't come by to the fence And im all so right in the head So say whatchu want in the end Knock on the wood so I knock on my dick 4, 5, 6 Stacks in my face When I come to the hold up place, run so fast like an 808 No j's no get no fade, in the crib no dish no plate No kiss no miss no play, the pistol miss no shots no shave I know rain when it come both ways, no ice when it come from a chain I know crystal this no game Those tricks don't make no stages, I know canvas can hold ranges I know trances that hold ages, I know bricks that drop from the hay I know since two bit cops finna cave (I know since two bit cops finna cave)
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