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bitch right next to me Like accessory in a row, my weed We ain't been gettin' no sleep Rollin' downhill, inclinin' steep Wild and free cuz I'm wild
On my own Hey yeah hey drop it down to the floor Hey you know I'm on a row Hey yeah ah ah ah ah Shorty yeah I'm on a row (On a row) Pop it drop it
to me Like accessory in a row, my weave We ain't been getting no sleep Rolling downhill, incline is steep Wild and free, cause I'm wild and free Now
After you hurt me 10 times in a row Mama always said to me I was your best accessory Life was bleeding out of my heart You were the actor and I was your
job and we faced from the hood Two thousand twenty the cost of my Mar Geila the artisan teller the cart Depending on whatever you really start My
I'm an artisan within all abundance Of something marvelous I left a mark & ironically got away With slaughtering It's funny how it contradicts They
rose gold. She's everything you ever want to be Turning heads in the front row, with all the beauty you could ever need You can make it if you let go,
fully-illuminated genuine accessory shift knob come right off in his hand. I says, "You wanna screw that thing back on, Earl?" He was tryin' to thread it on there
to go get that paper Let it roll, coming at waves Let it roll get bold, big daddy Kane style never gonna get old Spit flows to leviticus at skid row
fully-illuminated genuine accessory shift knob come right off in his hand. I says, "You wanna screw that thing back on, Earl?" He was tryin' to thread it on there
He's on a roll, Killer Joe Sixteen in a row He doesn't care is it's a she, a he, them, it, non-binary He says universal sorrow hits them eight times
Three knives upright, and upside down poised on her fingertips Three nights in a row, and each time draws blood like an artisan A red thread turns
a different energy These lyrics are like an accessory They are so easy to access It's not hard to just practice But lots of things distract us Because
own accessories, and her heels sick That's a real bitch She really want me a lot, but she kills dick Now that's a real bitch, and I'm a real nigga
when you're my accessory with your hands around my neck I can barely breathe give me something to believe in when all my life you've been deceiving me
Niggas hacking me and them chumps about to foul out Moms in the front row crying her eyes out In the trenches with the serpents trying to climb out From
Back of my mind, front row seats Every time I wear long sleeves I get blood stains from those nosebleeds But I'm sober homie I'm fine now Tell me how I
that shi on Accessories, vvs dripping Tryna fuck up the game til I get it glitch in Tryna be a millionaire Money got me itchin Chop that boy up He jus
Please may I have all these wonderful things Shoes from Milan and more shiny gold rings Front row in Rome sitting next to a king We are casually
flying Eight shots in a row, now I'm writhing I'm on the floor, I will not be standing This a mindstate, don't go back to the Camry Drink a lot of vodka,
accessories that's 10k Still obsessed with the cream And you don't know? the NWO Ain't just a wrestling team? Thats trill shit From street life to revolution
desperado, huh Drive that boat till you can't row, huh Hate on me cah they can't stay relevant Don't just speak bring evidence Brand new creps So I step with
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