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vikings - hypz (1500) lyrics

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[chorus]
yeah i’m ridin’, yeah i’m slidin’
let me show you ’bout strikin’
i got a sword on me like a viking
the opps keep typin’ but they keep hidin’
live on the strip doin’ up mileage
snakes in the grass like python
bun man’s skin like he darkskin line
got glasses on, black lightning
yeah i’m ridin’, yeah i’m slidin’
let me show you ’bout strikin’
i got a sword on me like a viking
the opps keep typin’ but they keep hidin’
live on the strip doin’ up mileage
snakes in the grass like python
bun man’s skin like he darkskin line
got glasses on, black lightning

[verse]
you can see it’s me from my eyelids
pop her, i’m tryna mop her
if it’s a paigan, bring out the chopper
you know that i’m racin’, i see a copper
cah’ now i got metal on my wrist like copper
she is a slopper, doin’ it proper
call her a bunny, she hopper
hop, she do it a lot
hop*hop from block to block
she reminds me of my stupid opps
cough, you know that i smoke a lot
i can’t chase you, stop dartin’ off
we got the bad b’s parkin’ off and i got bad ones sayin’ f*ck my opps
but let me not talk on thots, chocolate barbie singin’ my songs
but she hates when i’m out so long
ding*dong whips, cruise [?], it’s long
the ching*chong long, gets sliced like dons
now she’s tellin’ me order doms
but i’m live in the field like son
you’ll fly like spurs if my head gets hot
pop out like jack in the box
free my bro’s locked up in the box
hold up, just spot me an opp
roll up, bro pass me the wand
abracadabra, my man’s gone
cillet bang, the packs them gone
and they you ’bout takin’ loss
sk said, “f*ck that, make some prof”
i’m tryna sweep all the blocks on s*way
ring trap live*o and get paid
there’s opps and pets and set pace
ask *** was when he ran that way
i saw *** chillin’ on s*way, then he ran to the ay estate
i swear the yute got speed like pele
best be ready to pay for the reddie’s or i’ma just ching your membrane
why you tellin’ me wait ‘til you get paid
na fam, it ain’t your mate
chocolate sweetie, look at her face
wait, [?] winnin’ your face, if not, then okay
i’m gonna link my southwark babes
i like the way that she lay her lace
i like the way that she hold my blade
she ask me what i’m doin’ today
[chorus]
yeah i’m ridin’, yeah i’m slidin’
let me show you ’bout strikin’
i got a sword on me like a viking
the opps keep typin’ but they keep hidin’
live on the strip doin’ up mileage
snakes in the grass like python
bun man’s skin like the darkskin line
got glasses on, black lightning

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