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we$t $ide phonk - squintsmane lyrics

[verse]
it’s that kid wit the k!lla flow
always blowin swisher smoke
oh my god my wrist so cold
cartier up in my nose
creep thru the street wit the murdered out blade, f-ck a fade, run up to my face, you won’t be okay
leave em laid, now he dead
k!lla thoughts up in my head
i might have to pull a murda bl–dy blade is drippin red ay
i ain’t never scared, i can’t fear no death, all these demons in my mind and swisher smoke up in my chest b-tch
lay me with the rest ay
i will never stress, cause they only care about you when you gone and when you dead
i’m down for my set and i’m always down to die
i can’t trust a soul cause i know everybody lies
why they hate?
why you f-ckin fake? i can’t chill with snakes, b-tch
you ain’t trappin nothin quit lyin about that gang sh-t
blunts to the face sh-t, smoke like a jamaican
lean all on my d-ck she l!ck it off i’m on my based sh-t

- squintsmane lyrics

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