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glee - carbon (usa) lyrics

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[intro]
the f*ck goin’ on [?]

[verse]
i be ridin’ ’round town with a draco in my bag, that bih gon’ reap
7.62 when i hit him in his eye, now he can’t see
n*gga, i’m tucked up
i don’t care what you did, yeah, you’re not me
hit your acl with that chop, that boy on his knees*

i*i*i be ridin’ ’round town with a draco in my bag, that bih gon’ reap
7.62 when i hit him in his eye, now he can’t see
i*i*i got a switch up on my glock, it start to singin’ jus’ like glee
n*gga, you a dumbass, you a deacon, and with me, you get a free feat

i got a glock with a whistle
these n*ggas be choppin’, i chop with the notes
i got this bl!ck, that boy so big, that sh*t like texas plus the sauce
that bih’ be suckin’ me up so good, she want my mayo in her mouth
these n*ggas be cop callers, they say my namе just in order to get some clout (mmmmmm)

i had to show thеm ’bout it
n*gga, what’s wrong with a salad* (i, uhmm)

go eat, you fatass n*gga, go run and getchu’ a salad* (‘ion even know*)

- carbon usa lyrics

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