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Dirty Tags (feat. P.O.I)
by Chap
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Fucking on a dirty bitch
Prolly she a fucking snitch
Countach into sloppy ditch
Never gon fucking miss
Bitches care no bout my bliss
Take her Oslo, she got tits
Take her downtown she be fucking everybody just for pills
I’ve been on stuck on my play
Got too many limps on my way
Remapping and telling to change
Sneaking a breath, licking a mag
Dip it in realm, I’ve been off and out on my med, I’ve been lost and wanting some wealth
When I go nothing will ever be same
We’ll be okay afterwards
We’ll be okay afterwards
You’ll see us atop the world
Don’t have the looks or the money or the fame
Maybe at first you see nothing but the gain
Don’t have the looks or the money or the fame
Don’t have the looks or the money or the fame
Really wanna crucify
Don’t have any alibi
She been feeling really fine
He been ducking all her lies
Riding and fucking until we die
Thinking if i slow down will you really
Apologize , dollar signs, traumatized,
Bodies tied, bitch get off this ain’t no Roman time
Fucking on a dirty bitch
Prolly she a fucking snitch
Countach into sloppy ditch
Never gon fucking miss
Bitches care no bout my bliss
Take her Oslo, she got tits
Take her downtown she be fucking everybody just for pills
I’ve been on stuck on my play
Got too many limps on my way
Remapping and telling to change
Sneaking a breath, licking a mag
Dip it in realm, I’ve been off and out on my med, I’ve been lost and wanting some wealth
When I go nothing will ever be same
We’ll be okay afterwards
We’ll be okay afterwards
You’ll see us atop the world
Don’t have the looks or the money or the fame
Maybe at first you see nothing but the gain
Don’t have the looks or the money or the fame
Don’t have the looks or the money or the fame
Really wanna crucify
Don’t have any alibi
She been feeling really fine
He been ducking all her lies
Riding and fucking until we die
Thinking if i slow down will you really
Apologize , dollar signs, traumatized,
Bodies tied, bitch get off this ain’t no Roman time
