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at all
Overwhelmed by the odor of a realized befall 
Decay on the beachfront a gross mockery
Of lives lived and died so you and I and other can be free

odor
Forever faded, thought I told ya
Nope, nope, I'm still not sober, nah
Now whose ex, I don't know her
Who's next, call her over
Go on buss it open

of my Audi I don't smoke but she leaving an odor
Dropping shit every year best believe that I'ma blow up

Oh got the fuck up the house
None of this shit

Fill the jar with
Roll a gar with
Yo car start with
Crank me up bitch
The odor I release is foreign
I see jesus like I'm at the pulpit
Yea

Smokey no

When I smoke with the homies
It's a blunt full of OG
We just wake and we bake
So high, they below me
Peep the odor, we some midnight stoners
No drop

Christian Dior
Luis Vuitton for your body 
You go be my odor 
And I no go complain
She messing with my head
I dey wonder why
Shawty no waste time 
Just wanna

love me I no send dem,
Tile - Odor - Mi-Orde 
Fatchemi’ Odor Fatchemii eeh
Fatchemi Odor Fatchemii eh
I did you many thing ye3
Patchaw’-Mi Sire3wu (Say)

Aaa aa kolawole
make i dey my vibe
sapa see me run away ooh odor 
seriousmehn
choosebee miraco
cruzybeatz

Aaa aa kolawole 
make i dey my vibe 
sapa

forgot to take my meds
Body odor smellin' dead
I've been keepin' to myself all tucked away up in my shed (huh)
Up top Billy
Stackin' the greens I gotta get

shmokin' GG, it's a odor, it's a stench, stench
Runnin' up a bag, she ain't right, 'cause she left me
Runnin' up a bag like I'm fuckin' Wayne Gretzky
Runnin'

of my women
But still not one
I'd give my children
Rollin on thrax
You can tell by the odor
Heart been cold
But my cream soda colder
Giving cold shoulders

Follow my road
I gat you tho oh odor
I gat you tho oh my love
Oh yea
You want to go
I tell you no
Follow my road
I gat you tho oh odor oh odor ohh
I no go

I'm feeling super
Think that I know ya
Imma be fine I know I'm a soldier
Smoking on gas on skunk
I know they wondering what's that odor
Think that

Mazda is a hotbox
Fanta in the glove box
Lady in a crop top
Never knew I love rock
Rolling down the window
Let the odor flow out
Heading for

Gambino, But I'm not from Italy


I ain't even gotta buss it out the wrap and you gone spell the odor.
How the hell i ain't never no pet, but I gotta bird

inside my soda
Got exotic on me
Smell that odor, told my brodie
If they slidin' we gon' show up
I got sticks and I got blowers
Aye, for real though
I got

all Yola
How he throwing up bricks and its the 1st Quarter
I ain't blowing on shit less it's a strong odor
I ain't dropping off shit less its a strong

me chance o
This your back Nicky Minaj own
Oh baby come here turn around oh (ye ye ye)
I don dey yarn no fall my hand o
Odor me I no fit carry last o

I rather be geeked up than sober
Float through the spot and they smelling the odor
What the fuck he keep on dropping in soda
Wonder if my bitch gone

werewolf
Either way these growing pains and awkward body hair might be the death of me
I've got an odor and a thirst for blood that anyone can see
I move in

it's your opinion

There's an odor, there's a smell
Like some perfume made in hell
Find the culprit, is he well

Been losing out
For shame and doubt
I

Pussy taste like water(splash)
It ain't got no odor(no smell)
Bad bitch went to college(ye)
Smart bitch she a doctor(ugh)
I'm Young nigha with old

Smoking on doughja
When I roll up
Exotic be my odor
Than I pour up
Exotic my odor Im floating like floaties
I chill with my Brodie we smoking this

a no limit soldier
Park in that pussy like my name was rosa
Fuck on that bitch she bet not have a odor
Im having thigh pads they up to my shoulders
Keep