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tank davis - khaliph lyrics

brand new, sh*t, brand new
yeah, brand new

yeah, brand new
d*mn, brand new, all my sh*t, brand new
yeah, brand new
and my b*tch bad too

yeah, brand new
brand new uh brand new
yeah, brand new
d*mn, brand new

bl!ck it got a blue beam, rich queen
f*ck me in the car, she want hold hands
oh d*mn, clip a bring the b*tch, out a grown man
so sad, n*ggas ran his pockets, he off four xans

i just want the money, i start thinking like my old man
marni on my body, i been f*cking up the whole gram
b*tches used to laugh, now them digits got them hoes prayin
man, these n*ggas tripping, they been snitching on they own mans

d*mn, straight folded, whole team soldiers
hottest in my city, i been feeling like hova
all this good gas got me high, moon rover
tell them n*ggas to talkin if he
just know that boul deserved it if i ever catch a case
that b*tch left the crib in crutches, she can’t never say she faked
all my n*ggas pulling money, had to hand my bro a rake
pay them boys to cut the grass, we ain’t worried about no snakes

we ain’t worried about no
bang tank davis, high like sp*ceships
all white diamonds from the jewelers, shine racist
she ain’t even got no ged, and high maintenance
liphy workin , can’t even get no sleep, that’s how he famous

hundred grand, couple grams, do him bad
yeah, hold it down, hundred rounds from the pound
yeah, make a sound, put him down, he not around uh yea

- khaliph lyrics

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