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category* - faze kaysan lyrics

lyrics from snippet 1

[chorus: babyface ray]
cried from burberry to my soul, ayy, throw that category

[verse: babyface ray]
plenty guns, plenty clips
forty longs, lil .36
you seem hard, gta
foreign cars at the crib, lil’ b*tch
money elastic, n*ggas be laughing, packing
far behind my past and sh*t
demons lacking, birds scratching
say the wrong thing, n*gga, catfish
take off like nasa
if we got a problem, my n*ggas might play up my n*ggas
got a good girl like curry, a n*gga get tired
shoot all the acting at the crib, he play like we ain’t signed—
lyrics from snippet 2

[verse: g herbo]
they look at that slizz and we can’t even scr*pe, they skip to state, for real
righteous*ass vr, trap cost three, and we winning the race, for real
f*ck the casе, we gon’ go on a chase
put the foot on gas, now thеre ain’t no brakes
i ain’t giving no pass, get the chance to take
we just got—

- faze kaysan lyrics

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