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Mali Spinz - Two Bands (Prod. Rocco Flame)

Mali Spinz

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Mali Spinz - Two Bands (Prod. Rocco Flame)

39 просмотров · 11 дней назад
Mali Spinz
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39 просмотров · 11 дней назад
I’m cooler than a fuel can Spray your face like ooze man She do it for views man And I make more than two bands I’m up in here like loose strands My grind is like a school dance You got my back, I got you back And that’s just how the stool stands Put a X on a man, I'ma mutant Clear shot, turn his body translucent Off a pill, I'm feeling exuberant It ain't fair we ride for amusement Steer the wheel, same time I'm shooting Get out my lane you goofin I'll take you for that cuban Fools don't know what they doing Two thousand ones, I was stoked Like, I could go buy me a coat I'm bussin plays on my iPhone Baby I don't got a Note Look what I got in my styrofoam I’m feeling like I’ma float I’m fly ass a bird, yeah You soft as a yoke Talking bout smoke We put em to bed dog Them OG’z still ain’t woke Just let me go If they blow my candle we gonna spin some more Us going broke, that is a scandal We spin with poles that you can't handle Never seen a body hit floor in real time Never got a gun dirty Went to sleep still fine it Ball in your dreams, real life its a lie Used to wear the same clothes Don't wear my shoes twice I'm not a cheater, and I ain't gon fight Is it really a chase when I got the green light Can't miss, his head look like a price If I don't get a check, then I can't buy Nike Like, all the Dubs in the club got a pipe I can do magic, fly his hat like a kite Where I'm from, put the flag on the right When things go left, somebody takes flight Leveled up, when I got my feet wet First time I felt bad I put him down like a pet In these streets I make math make sense I don't really get why I have fake friends Keep on doubting Now I'm counting Where you traveling I be bouncing Feel like Scar Face on a mountain Deal like always, drop two thousand These boys miss backboard My locker had them stacks stored Piss poor, I can't be that bored I wear socks they can't afford In my closet got J's galore And my closet got G's galore Double D's what they hitting for Big drums hold even more Got a girl, she cooking nude I like her cause her attitude Shawty got my name tattooed Feel like I'm the only dude She do me even when she not in the mood Living room, on the roof, I'm strapped like a parachute Never seen a body hit floor in real time Never got a gun dirty Went to sleep still fine it Ball in your dreams, real life its a lie Used to wear the same clothes Don't wear my shoes twice I'm not a cheater, and I ain't gon fight Is it really a chase when I got the green light Can't miss, his head look like a price If I don't get a check, then I can't buy Nike Like, all the Dubs in the club got a pipe I can do magic, fly his hat like a kite Where I'm from, put the flag on the right When things go left, somebody takes flight Leveled up, when I got my feet wet First time I felt bad I put him down like a pet In these streets I make math make sense I don't really get why I have fake friends