Lyrics:
on the border
It's a very very lovely day
To set a fire by the bayou, lil baby's in the pyre
Such a lonely day
When the ire stops burning
Tell me what did you
earned the pick (Yea)
Pass the blunt, who's turn is it (Who's turn?)
Investing for returns and shit (My return)
Flex, then I return the shit (I return)
Loose cannon, double barrel triple stack with fentanyl
Lighter mixed with gasoline will turn em to some vegetables
I'm tryna tell you man you might just
a battery
Gotta say sprite is definitely a masterpiece
Don't even get me started on that High-C
Never gets by me
You enjoy it as well get in line behind
Never
basement we up on the roof
Dem a lick shot wi outta range
And we bullet proof
Aye
Queeeeeeen (turn it up now turn it up turn it up)
Vibe to dis energy
Mind
to turn them wrenches
You’ll see defeat closing in by the inches
Down here in the dirt we get used to all the stenches
I push through the entrance and shoot
water, sand, and somehow stone
Until at last they lead you up to a hole in a cliff
You turn your clever nose up towards the cave and inhale sharply
spinal chord severing
Open wound from flesh taring
Your blood fuels my energy
I'll lick your bones clean
Turn you into lunch meat
Serve you as refreshments
Let, now let me share a secret
No, no more silver linings left for you
wishful thoughts, no longer fuel your life
Pain, just mere pain is all that’s
I might take a thousand dollars
Turn it to 100 thousand straight like that
Yeah
I might plan a trip and take a flight out to my favorite
the cleanest but compared to some places I'd seen
Why are we so mean and why are we so careless
Landscapes turn to landfill and oceans recycling centres
We
even compare the pair, not fair God's realer, Godzilla, commonly rocked by king kong, call my king of kings, will beat on beasts, on beats, while he
Yeah
Had to come a mile high for this one
Everyday making moves trying to get
Incredible Hulk and D Cade on the boards
We locked in
Leez turn tigers
hitta collect the bounty know he gone spin until he dizzy
Roaches was roaming trench Living
Poverty the fuel to my ambition
Stayed down through all
motivation)
Look I'm unstoppable, turn up the hate, that'll just fuel up my passion
Uh, fuel up my passion yeah yeah
I made up my mind to be great (made up my
out
Don't let the fire fade
You gotta turn it up
This life is over fast
We gotta make it last
Come on let's live it up
So light it up fuel the flame
last dance
Step to the left, to the right
Then turn around
Just don't stop, my baby
Your body is on fire
Come on, come on
Let's fuel that heat
My body is
Trap Fuel
So Clean
98 Octane Gasoline
Burn Your City To The Ground
I Apologize
It Look Like A War Zone
Now It's A Paradise
Butterfly Tatted Buggin
Woah, yeah
Cookin with that good gas gas gas gas like a deisel fuel jet
I might have to call yo bet
Fuck a nigga bitch Ian lookin for no shit
I might
Your a bad lil thing
Right hand my hitta
Your the beach no sand
Your the real go figure
Laced up untied
Either way your mine
Your the fuel
Dragged up from beneath the ground
Of rage and cruelty so profound
Used to fuel our sickly machines
Funeral marching in our dreams
Dragged up from
letting glass sands pass by
Nigga wit a attitude bet they cant stand mine
And that's fine
Just wait till they see the new me
I use that shit to fuel me
flowers
I still wouldn't know what love is
Open fire
Open lovers season
Ain't no place to stop
When you're out of fuel babe
Crash the glass
Don't know how
Welcome to the afterlife
Manifest your paradise
Karma fuels my appetite
Feel it in your alkaline
Welcome to the afterlife
Manifest your paradise
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