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peace - damn fabric & yung diablo (swishamilitia) lyrics

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[yung diablo]

fabric on my ass

fabric on ma b*tch

all these d*mn pistols got a mothaf*ckin switch

i hit a l!ck n flip a brick i hit the swisha and i peace out

swishas worldwide now they dealin with a weed drought

frosty as a snowman all that kush that i breathe out

i jus think i took the wrong way im boutta reroute

i freeze mouths

johnny dang that ice all in my t**th now

b*tches near my circle i can’t let em feel em breeze out

got the arp now , leave the club cleaned out

yall say yung diablo got no hoes well i got 3 now
im creepin through the fog wit 20 b*tches like it’s silent hill

and when my fiend ass homies at the crib i gotta hide the pills

im posted up with time to k!ll and you will not survivе for real

cuz im too trill i popped some pills i pop thе seal i cop a feel

i overdose on lsd i lay back let the nine release

them opiates is flowing in my veins extended time release

and i ain’t focused on that money im just focused on my peace

these hoes be on my d*ck and you know yung diablo on the beat

got arrested for a warrant that i had since i was 17

i pull up wit these b*tches and i give em all that ketamine
i’m up and im awake like i be spun on methamphetamine

i’m tweakin in my bedroom tho i don’t know what yall tellin me

walk in this b*tch and i’m of all the robos

all that smoke im blowin and it’s fillin up the ozone
and im in the frat house you know that we smokedope

and i got that ice all on my body like im frozone

and i got the b*tches in the trap don’t let the wh0res know

money to the ceiling now you know i can afford blow

yeah i can

8 ball in my hand

spoon in my other and i’m feelin like the man

b*tches on my d*ck off the acid and the xan

i don’t give a f*ck cuz i’m posted with my mans and we chillin and we drillin

and you know that we hate hoes

smokin on tobbaco and i pull up with that draco

only with my realest i don’t ever f*ck with fake hoes

pull up with that ice all in t**th, and i’m sippin on that faygo
sippin on that lean and the medicine

like i ain’t f*ck a b*tch in 20 days i’m feelin celibate

and swisha the militia competition so irrelevant

lace yo tab with bullsh*t and i do it for the h*ll of it

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- damn fabric yung diablo swishamilitia lyrics

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