Lyrics:
kills me then don’t cry at my grave or take off hats
That’s all my fault (pause) i shoulda put on my boots and counter attacked
It’s T on a M way trip
the laboratory
Launchin vomit comets like Mr. Detorre
King of the castles
Chugging boots reviewin fractals
Bass is boomin
Faces rattle
(Reverse Chorus)
I'm so
PRE CAF DE CAF
BREAK YOUR LEGS AND KNEECAPS
PALMS ON THE COUNTER CUZ I'M IN A COFFEE RELAPSE
EVAC THE PREMISES
SHADES AND MY LETTERMAN
ONE ESPRESSO
ya bitch we boo'd up
When she pop this pill she boot up
They congratulating like a toast
To much cash the money counter broke
Get ya bitch I smash
I am the reverse of Christ, I am horrible, I'm the worst advice
I squeeze coal in my hand and then it converts to ice
My whole world is cold blood
Swipe da floor (Yeah)
Swipe da floor (Yeah)
Hit the woah (Yeah)
Hit them folks
Reverse it
Back it up some more (Ok)
Reverse it
Back it up some more
aint no body verses me
I overcome and reverse the deeds I did as the worst of me
I went fuckin berserker when I was younger and I learned
That if imma
Money counter beep damn I love that sound
Money counter beep hear that in my sleep
Money counter beep damn I love that sound
Do the money cha cha
Yeah, Yeah, Woah
Ha, yeah, yuh
Yeah, Woah
Uh, Yeah, Ha
Bitch I'm too cold, Yeah I'm too cold, I think I freezed (Freeze, Freeze)
What, money counter
at the moment but you know my man is running that counter attack,
It's a Counter attack like Nottingham forest you know we don't play from the back,
If we don't
I put up a ten piece for a rainy day so I can flex on a bitch
Money counter on the marble counter, count up the lick
I put up a ten piece for a rainy
Everything
Falling apart
Everything
Ripping apart
Everything
Falling apart
Everything
Ripping apart
Posing remorse
(Jaws in reverse)
Staging
lenci boots
All we do is shop
Until we drop
Hunnit thousand in the counter
Make it stutter
Don't stop
She know me all I do is
Ride round Bentley coupe
a shame that it came to this?
Life goes on except for one less bitch
Ain't it a trip
Murder murder murder murder
You never heard of
Redrum in reverse
Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc
Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc
Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc
Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc
Bitch
it in reverse, let daddy load it up
Honey, back that thing up
If you gonna work a farm you gotta learn to drive a truck
Honey, back that thing up
reverse, let daddy load it up
Honey, back that thing up
If you gonna work a farm you gotta learn to drive a truck
Honey, back that thing up
Yeah yeah right
must be country
Who's that pretty next-door girl, I gotta
Good feeling she could be my world
No, I don't leave the country too much mud on my boots
But
shifting gears
Hundred K on the Lears
I'm hopping off the Lears
Type R on the loose
I'm fucking my masseuse
Got bands in the boot
I don't wanna know
she'll get up and sing
Aye Aye Aye
Sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye
Aye Aye Aye
The Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye
Down to the pub
she'll get up and sing
Aye aye aye, sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye
Aye aye aye, the blarney stone brings a tear to me eye
Down
the time I counted with him
But I've encountered counter wisdom
Now I'm going in reverse
Take me back to the top
Life is flowing in reverse
And I can't stop
she'll get up and sing
Aye aye aye, sharpen your boots and bludgeon your eye
Aye aye aye, the blarney stone brings a tear to me eye
Down to the pub
the wickedest ting
Nike boot to your flex, the wickedest ting
Big money man' earn, the wickedest ting
Them boys aren't ready for
The wickedest ting
It's no long
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