Lyrics:
enemies depleted
And I, never will surrender 'cause I'm here to win it, with your mind yeah, I know I am bender, a defender, an air bender
Tailgatin',
take a ride, we’ll be right by your side
As we sing about things that go
The mail truck delivers our mail to us
The tractor is used on a farm
The tow
Clutching a pistol man I swear that I be paranoid
In the trap with the packs doing mail fraud
Ar it's like scar it got a laser a beam
We dropped him
These bags & boxes smell
Plug phoned me saying
The cali coming
Straight through the mail
Managing all
These operations
This ain't cartel
If, If you
potent
Gin I'm sipping CocaŸano with me
Your bitch a fan want me sign her titty
Bitch I'm cooler than air conditioning in the winter
Show me you fuck with
Hol up
Got glocks in da mail got glocks in da mail
I can't wish em well I can't wish em well
No I cannot tell no I cannot tell
I can't
Hollon
Hol up
get it cold
So we air it out
Trapping in dem partments we wore nun but some Reebok's
Feel like I'm a mail man I jus wnna put a nigga inna box
Spray
the bags, I front out P's
Ain't worryin' 'bout what a nigga done for me
Blue Huncho make a bitch OD
When it's smoke in the air, put the stick on repeat
a silhouette I can see you
Got a air tag I can find you
I'm in your rear view that you blind to
Keep fucking with me I'm going to side swipe you
NSFW not safe
Cotton candy stuck in the sky like clouds
Accomplished by over two hundred people standing around
Blowing them into the air at the same time
I
hours and I'll get the mail
I'll get the mail
Finding it so hard to eat
The toast and the eggs they just don't taste the same
Hearing a noise in
brain cells
Yea, feed my niggas locked up in the main jail
Yea, fighting cases nigga facing PBL
Eating PB and J everyday waiting on some mail
I'm
станция.
Мне в позвоночник последний трамвай.
Я ненавижу тебя, я люблю только танцы;
Все остальное - лови на mail.
Сегодня ночью - Open Air,
Вместо тебя в
around 28 degrees and the sun is shining
I hope you will be enjoying our flight and thank you for traveling with Swiss Air)
Swiss Air
Business Class
(So
I'm Bert, p'raps you've heard of me
Bert, you've had word of me,
Jogging along, hearty and strong
Living on plates of fresh air
I dress up in
hours and I'll get the mail
I'll get the mail
Finding it so hard to eat
The toast and the eggs they just don't taste the same
Hearing a noise in
the mail
Half black is the new black can't you tell?
It was blue black like Wesley Snipes in new jack
Now you got to have a white mama just to do that
the
Teletubie when comes to the women dog
I can tell they love me they send they put there
Panties in a envelope and mail em to me
And now how's that for
of cartel (Whew)
Drop my top in the cold air (Drop-top)
Glocks on Glocks, don't go there
(Glock-Glock)
Got thots tryna plot on my coattails
(Thot-thot)
I be
I'm a breather mail receiver
And I don't know where I stand
Not since someone informed me
That my house was built on sand
And it's not the earth
she wasn't aware
I was there, or maybe she was and just didn't care
Who knows? At least that ain't up in the air for some to see
So like a chick who
like that
Even Denzel say, "Damn, I ain't know it like that"
Yeah, still Bankhead, you can tell
Ain't nothin' changed but the name on the mail
I
familiar, roofers them kill ya
Gunshots I will cut then open toolbox and drill ya
Jump off body and let the mailman mail ya
Me think I'm gon need
changed but the name on the mail
I still kick in doors with them things in the air
Up in Benihana's, see me slang in the chair
I will slang 'caine, no
.jpg/225px-Snail_Mail_at_Primavera_Sound,_May_2019_(cropped).jpg "Snail Mail")
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