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(Hitmaka!)

Bad bitches link up, link up
I just pulled up in a Brink's truck
Bad bitches link up, link up
I just pulled up in a Brink's truck

know if it matter
I don’t that you rather



I do what I do
That premium status awwww awwww
Would your rather that I be less major
Bring less flavor
I do

Yeah, Don

Big fat machine pon a idiot
Big fat machine pon a idiot
If a bwoy try test, then a mi dat
If a bwoy try test, then a mi dat
Big fat

Magic City Monday

Future

Magic City Monday

Rest in peace Nando, car full of ammo
Abracadabra, Magic, Orlando
Hop up out the bando, hop up out the Lambo
Got my Cuban links on, they gon' need

it for the world/I'm all about this/status and clarity

What side are you on
what do you think?
Educate yourself
Google the link
Links to fake news

Shit like a sink yea
Shit like a sink yea
Whenever we link yea
I put her in minks yea
I put her in minks yea
Whenever we link yea
Shit like a sink

the biggest
The status the baddest
Gimme the mic now I’m up in this bitch
I could go on all night with flow no hitch
Ima put on a show machine gun no pistol
I’m

Baby du kan få ha mig till vad du vill
Cash machine när pengar inte räcker till
Vandrar mil för dig - ciento mil
Det spelar mindre roll jag kan gå

Rison
I can't trust you built for cuban links unless we tied in

Shout to Rae and Ghost
Can it be all so simple? One of my favorite quotes
From 42nd

machine
World full of semi-human forms
The empty eyes and metal horns
Wraith of humanity deformed
I cannot hide, i want it more!
You wander through

like a new Lamborghini
Took a few links out the Rolex, I feel like a card in these G's
Everywhere I go bitches call me a king
Count so much money

Wrapped up in my screens
My hopes and desires
Feed them all my dreams
Sung by virtual choirs

Warmed by cute machines
The link in between
Warmed by

your status in society's eyes
When I think of you I hear
Link Wray on marimbas
When I think of you I hear
Link Wray on marimbas
A piece of wood like

said you did what 
Shut the fuck up 
Quit that fronting 
Yeah 
I want the Rollie 
Want the Cuban 
And the big links 
I ain't done I want the fur 
Bring

will never be over
Those who know me
They will tell you I'm a soldier
War ready already
Got straps and machetes
Tijuana to Dago
Link up like Legos
I'm my

a hierarchy you find too high to climb
 Sign up on our website at the link below
Rage against the machine
Our campaign 
Will make you Twitter and Instagram

at the intuition
From playing around to there being no competition
Recognition of greatness at the very instant
Even with a time machine you couldn't go the distance

nothing in between
They players get they numbers up
Cause we had a dream
And cut the weak links off
As we gain green
Sit back poppin bottles as we blow

nothing in between
They players get they numbers up
Cause we had a dream
And cut the weak links off
As we gain green
Sit back poppin bottles as we blow

All of my money, you know it be clean 
I count it straight out of the money machine
All of my money, you know it be clean 
I count it straight out

sweet sweet

Travis Scott

Birds in the Trap Sing McKnight

2016

'Cause you're sweet
Sak pase? (Wah yuah seh?)
Run it up, all this cake
Bag it up, then come right away
'Cause you're sweet, what's your status

and the south
Link up couple scientists, put dem to the test
Listen these words from my mouth

We need a time machine
Take I back in time
Far away from all

Living inside you is another guy who may never get to live
Why criticize who doesn't make a dime through the status machine that gives
Building

With systematicaly flows that control the shows
Fresh dialects with this technique unknown
With this semi automic machine gat
With endless melodic