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los forry customs - faceless 1-7 lyrics

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treading water with yo daughter she don’t tell me to stop
call me a reporter i’ll record her then i’ll slaughter the ops
f*ck the general pop
i got a general’s glock
gone gat it twice say goodnight
i always double my shots

sh*t i don’t f*ck the stock
i’m custom down to my socks
i keep a chemical balance too manage
snuffing them rocks
i’m door door like a fox
i sort the 4 door unlocked
so took a joy ride
yea that aight f*ck it right
f*cking pyro
everything i type go a light g
b*tch i’m psycho
might get cut on sight lil dicey
f*ck a highroad
sh*t i’m in a crypt every f*cking night
resurrect with a new head call that prototype
got that milo
always keep it dark like my nike
sleep in silo
waiting for spark b*tch invite me
sh*t that five 0
chasing on my tail imma fail
go the same way i came
screaming looking f*cking pale
uh

run it out southbound
she gone ride it right round
f*ck her with a knife out
imma light it right now

f*ck around night owl
sickle see them pipe down
cauterized ice out
speaker loud from my house
run it out southbound
she gone ride it right round
f*ck her with a knife out
imma light it right now

b*tch i’m bound to devout
smoking cloud up in the loud
love her mouth from the south
imma keep it locked down (ayy)

- faceless 1 7 lyrics

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