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dir. giovanni carbajal prod. lazeey x rose [ ] instagram - twitter - join the discord: lyrics: This shit be sick, then I’m the doctor, uh Hollows out the chopper, uh Bangin out the window Hollowtip, meet oblongata, huh I just caught a body, huh Take it to The Promised Land Ima run it back And stack the chips until a hunnid grand Then double it Ok, I'm creepin with that fye, uh huh Sneak in from behind, uh huh Bonjour, magnifique That hollowtip gon blow his mind, uh huh AK-45, uh huh Hollup 47, huh That boy like computers Let him peep this Mac-11, huh I go POV Oh boy, that G-Lock yo competitor I want Givenchy so I tote heat to get my credit up All yo hoes on me I don’t want she, I want her debit card Y’all don’t want no beef Y’all boys go vegan with the predator Out in D-Town swangin All this silver on my fingers Got a nigga movin gaudy Model bodies on the razor All imprisoned in my mind But in my body I’m a singer Busy stickin with the shottas Steady mobbin on you haters Elevator to my condo In my casa, I'm a savior Had to piss all in the pot Them yellow drops could fuel a hangar Aviators on to block out all the shots that you been takin Aggravate me one more time I’m giving line ups with a laser Why you shakin, nigga?
