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totem cypher pt. 1 - oblé reed lyrics

[verse 1: joshsimmons]
(ha, ha)
pass me the plate, i’m good (mhm)
i be the great, uh*huh (uh*huh)
i’m here to stay for good (yeah!)
went out the place, but you’re stuck in the bas*m*nt
i used to cater the hood
give a f*ck ’bout a hater, we turnin’ the [?]
smoking like paper and wood
i had to–
slow my roll
ice, ice cold
feel like it’s well below freezing, i got my yeezys up in the snow
uh, what i did, you won’t believe me
like it’s on the tv or in a show
on god, i’m doing the most
bigger squad, i hitting them both (yeah!)
(let’s turn it on, shee!)
(i’ll be putting that sh*t on)
but f*ck it though n*gga, i’m back and i’ll run it again
action a b*tch in my city, my n*gga
you know that i’ve been setting trends (yeah)
f*ck all the pay*to*partic*p*te, n*gga
uh*uh, i go for the win

[verse 2: trevor spitta, oblé reed]
d*mn, huh
i [??] a truffle
sh*t, i left my razor in paris, so excuse me a bit for my stubble
yeah, i’ve been single a minute, but my two tone man is a couple
this ringer i got on d*mn near ready
still rubbing if i smoke a knuckle
i don’t even got sh*t in this duffel
i just like how it match my jacket
them sk!ll and drills taking practice, man
but you just can’t teach this hustle
there’s spliff for the [?] and funnel
might cough up a lung if i f*ck around and chuckle (yeah)
sh*t, one of them love island cuddles gon’ hit
but for now, swoop girls like a juggle (uh)
[verse 3: oblé reed]
couple of times i’ve been stuck in that go mode
bl!cky, i miss it like fomo
i’ve seen them do crazier things for the promo
act like a permanent logo
the crib is secluded, that’s how we maneuver like we [???] then it’s soho
i gotta the stars in a choke hold
orion the belt, slide of the king, it came with a pelt
here is your ring, they ringing the bell
they told me, here is a squabble, the best isn’t gettng ahead of myself
i’m good
i took a choppa to the top of the wood
told ’em, i’m headed there, right where he stood
you know i ain’t one to play and that man ain’t your friend if he told you, “you should”
i’m up

[verse 4: dom vallie]
the northern star, got stars on my wraith
borealis on my neck (hmm)
i’m puffing on this star strain, aurora borealis on my spliff
why you photo shop yourself with a b*tch (what?)
photoshop yourself, you ugly as sh*t
i would probably pop myself in the head before i make some sort of pop with the [?]
bibbity bobbity, barely poppin’ my sh*t
mary poppins, my bag endless
i finished the two liter, i’m p*ssed
if you need a new liter, i’m him
d*o*m
v*a double l i*e, don’t make me spell it again
spinnin’ the block, then we spillin’ his head
[?] ain’t missed, let’s spin it again
[outro: oblé reed]
the view from the top of the totem pole is endless
we can see for miles
ain’t no one coming that can touch us
catch up n*ggas!
we the line leaders!

- oble reed lyrics

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