Lyrics:
trying to feel my chest
But never register breath
'Cause I stopped that shit long time ago
You wanna last forever I might catapult
I might crack the yolk
on a watchlist
Only recognize, if I'd let you see my eyelids
But you ain't got the lifestyle, keep on packing mileage
All of me the best take a look upon my chest
bring Cattle
Giddy Up
Mask on make you stick them up
Cash Register you give it up
YOLO
Best you live it up
Split a Cigar
And then fill it up
Don't ruin my
needle in my neck
I'm gonna register with a turkey baster
and a football needle in my jugular vein, right now.
What the heck
What the heck
what the heck
I
to put a heart inside.
Female singers. Then he banged his hallow chest and cried!
Tin Man. When a man's an empty kettle, he should be on his metal
upon her chest
And when she leaves the person at the register is laughing
Cuz he saw the whole thing and he tells you that always happens
And you say did
of my chest
So I sit with the virus
Mad at the world maybe so I vent undecided
Blind folded hand on the button push me then destruction will be sent from
To protect yo chest out here (out here)
Cause you could meet death out here (out here)
Open carry laws
Got it like the west out here (out here)
Like
code
Ice swinging from my neck so my chest area cold
Yeah
Show you how ta stunt mirror tints on the glasses
Looking for a singing bitch ta make my night
the whole pie, I won't be denied Nathan
Maybe I need my head inside straightened
Brain contemplatin', clean out the register
Dip before somebody catches ya
escapin'
I want the whole pie, I won't be denied Nathan
Maybe I need my head inside straightened
Brain contemplatin', clean out the register
Dip before
Prop you up before I turn you off
Check your chest to see the broken parts
Run my fingers through
Your holographic heart, all systerms down
Operation
Cause that shit be adding up while adding Shrek to my net
Gotta let some off my chest, do some things I might regret
Woah
Ooo
Counting up the blues
Cause that shit be adding up while adding Shrek to my net
Gotta let some off my chest, do some things I might regret
Woah
Ooo
Counting up the blues
Life
He must not be tied tight, back against the wall
He will throw a ball like he playing Jai Alai
I'll do the register, you just get them fries right
Just empty the register
And if it was a fifth, then we'd all be stoned
But if I don't drink and drive then how the fuck am I gone get home?
I can't
use a amateur
Just empty the register
And if it was a fifth, then we'd all be stoned
But if I don't drink and drive then how the fuck am I gone get
ex, yeah yeah
Take a minute to register this
Six feet, ass phat, but her waist still slim
She work days she’s a college girl
But she still find time for
misdeeds
Mind of their own
But they don't own their mind
Prolly why they're around chaos all the time
Tattoos on the neck (Neck)
Tattoos on the chest (Chest
song lyric man a little bit of pepper stepped
Out the crib with the bear claw slippers robe tied tight chest
No chest hair store close at four
So I
High register operational
In the land of the gauching skiving sun
Their bodies are in the room, lad
Never an honest day's work is done
They
to your chest, like, little bitch, don't make me pop it
If you talk the talk, you can get your ass beat
I'm a dummy hitting donuts in the middle
weighs a ton on my chest it feels heavy
Woke up in this old broke down Chevy
Years of it prime passed by time forgotten
Truck bed rusted out, tires dry
That infinite light
Weight of the world got my heart feeling heavy
So I get strong
Bench press to get it off my chest
Right now my mood is cold
This
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