Lyrics:
knuckles Are supersonic
Graphic-ass scene like a Motherfuckin' comic
An internet G, only slides electronic Was only 17 when I knew that I'm The top, bitch
I give them lessons
They go need more topic
Boy can't draw but me paint more graphics picture me perfect without no graphics Ok
I'm the best that
finish her dinner
Tryna take out they sinner
Big mbk bitch its nobody bigger
Stay with some slimes no you cannot hang with us
On this side it graphic
COSS - Sudarshan Shettigar, Bong Boy cshish, Satyaram Graphics (Sr Graphics)
- Team Connecting Lives
Samastha Lokah Sukhino Bhavanthu
Jai Sai Ram
traffic, He know that its gone be tragic
I got a bad bitch I love her, She pull out the cam when we fuckin' and make sure its graphic
I spit a verse off
that's sort of big
Graphic, yeah, that shit get triggered
Graphic, yeah, you know this shit, you critical
Hey, can't pack in there just like it's biblical
get graphic
Baby we gon catch 'em all in traffic
We follow our tactics
And keep it classic
Out the woods like Jurassic
With hella static
Leave it Tragic
or I'll cut ur caps out
(Fuck it up)
My mars is in pieces. Graphic, thought this thing out
My brain on pain now, fate brought u to me now
Fuck it up
No
on National Geographic
We have no need for such things
Get real feel good
Get real feel good
It was graphic
Keep on fucking moving
The guillotine is grooving
Uh hmm rev out d mattic
Yo cream city!
We rev out d mattic
Inna face leff a scene look graphic
One press leff yuh stink like xotic
Some man seh dem
graphic
And the look inside your eyes
When you're giving me a kiss
Does it get better than this?
Is it promiscu -
Yeah it is
Take a last draw
Of my
Who do you blame, economy lame
Pour my heart on G-Mo chords
Dead bodies on front pages
Of newspapers scary
They call it Daily Graphic cause
It's graphic
the money everyday Life is looking too real
Like the graphics on a new video game I'm going insane
I might blow my brains out I'ma take off in space
Ship,
a good thing, but it'll really fuck you up
Key to my heart, you can have it
Open and lock, it's a vacancy
Scene lookin' graphic
Rue screen tees, no 21
So
the mathematics
I got cash status
If I kill these rappers, it'd be too graphic
Got a new habit, like the Mad Hatter
Every track go crazy, you gotta pay me
Keep it
graphic
We make it happen
I can see it in yo eyes
All these bitches lying. I can see it in they eyes
When they try to dub me, I don't even be surprised
Why
getting this graphic
He was just talking slick, now his momma spreading his ashes
Can't talk no more shit if he fortified in a plastic
Ziplock baggy, boy
Yeah, I can see where the lights make magic
Turn up with a bigger blunt, not tryna be dramatic
Automatic, shots make a graphic
Everybody want a piece
four
Five six seven eight
One, two, three, four
Five six seven eight
You're doing fantastic!
These graphics are far too advanced for me!
Remember kids,
these crystals
No 40's and no pistols
Bandanas with the graphics
Just to show my personality's simple
Graphic socks in the comfy shoes
I'm sportin'
Caught up in the moments
Morocco like some kinda magic
Racing through the crazy traffic
I remember all the graphics
Secret touches, all the taboo
forever
Like they say, lose you to find myself
So proud
Too proud that I made it
Like that graphic old film
That old graphic film has been developed once
teeth like rabbit, get Invisalign
I am super-duper smart, I do graphic design
Your girlfriend said I look fine, but she looks like Frankenstein
We're
on your casket, shoot at your broad
Do you something nasty, roll you in a 'gar
Bitch get graphic, fuck me in a car
I get you a brand new Rollie tomorrow
I
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