Lyrics:
flew past La Brea, Schwab's and Crescent Heights
And all the Jag could see were my six taillights
He passed me at Doheny then I started to swerve
But
flew past La Brea, Schwab's and Crescent Heights
And all the Jag could see were my six taillights
He passed me at Doheny then I started to swerve
But
flew past La Brea, Schwab's and Crescent Heights
And all the Jag could see were my six taillights
He passed me at Doheny then I started to swerve
But
true, true, true,
maybe it's true, true, true
maybe it's true, true, true
only the devil knows if it's true.
Wir gingen auf Drinks in Schwab's Drugstore
flew past La Brea, Schwab's and Crescent Heights
And all the Jag could see were my six taillights
He passed me at Doheny then I started to swerve
But
for jobs
Waiting for someone to discover them down at the counter of Schwabs
Land of burgers and land of weenies
Bathing beauties in their bikinis
for you in the fascist-a
Socialist paradise under the Fuhrer, Klaus Schwab
"We would like to remind you
That if you do something you are not supposed
the people's love like a demagogue
Investing heavy in myself, forget Charles Schwab
Gucci Tiger on the bag, I need all of those
Red rubies on the staff, I need
on a camp like Schwab (Rah)
Like a beauty queen walking around in 29 palms (Ha)
Boots will have even anyone to give them a freaking blow job
Even those who
Sending them digits
I ain’t talkin bout cellular
Prayin for that girl
Ain’t even secular
Chase, Wells, Schwab, Goldman Sachs
Ballin on over twenty racks
spent all my money like my name was Charles Schwab
Got many styles like I'm a model
Shoot krokodil and I go full throttle
Not juvenile but I spin
the cops'll do
Tell em suck my popsicle
I will stop at none of your obstacles
Les Schwab tires paid 5 for those
Red lights, got no time for those
9:40 Dispo
Bish i maches nid wi sie tarantino,
Härz sub-zero
High vom syrup
Schwäb i'm himmu
Schwär chraft minus
Chlyni motherfucker wette ize mit mir down sy
cuh there go Jack V
Posted in a Know Nothings tee
He earn tees pullin weeds
Posted with schwab and hi c
Like how does he make all his beats
How is he
Tony fauci, bill gates, klaus schwab, larry page
They're bringing the apocalypse, where's the rage
Instead of stopping lies and murderous plots
Humanity
Charles Schwab
If you don't like the racket
Hey man I'm just doing my job
If you want to be like me
Just stop and ask yourself
Are you causing a commotion?
they want us gone
Doing experiments on us what the fuck is wrong
When that nigger Klaus Schwab tryna reset the world
These niggers are frauds, how can
full of ants
The duty's making all his rounds and not wearing pants
Dashing through Schwab, in a broken JLTV
Off to the jungle we go, with field
and Clause Schwab
Watch them run I put a r before the u n
Death to the new world order homie tell me are you in?
I'm the avenger of the blood the blood
Coast we don't fuckin play
We want smoke
L.A. yall so fucking gay
So fuck LA
And that's on God
Fuck yo best comedian his namer is Brandon Schwab
We'll
Jag har alltid alla här emot mig på nåt sätt
Ingen vågar hjälpa mig fastän att jag har rätt
Det måste va Klaus Schwab som har förtryckt folk under hot
but Matteo Lane I'll suck your dick
No homo that boy is hot
Crack Amico I'm on my job
Khalyla don't do standup still twice as funny as Brandon Schwab
was next he reached for that killuminati deck
And flipped over the ace of clubs
I spit out the name Klaus Schwab and he threw up the dubs
Another martyr
Economists and other high profile individuals to discuss global issues
Driven by the vision of its influential CEO Klaus Schwab
The WEF is the main driving
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