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the last supper - tokinpotent lyrics

[intro]
i give to him words
i give to him words

[verse]
d*mn
turned the b*tch crib to a trap spot
thinking that i’m sweet b*tch
that’s gon’ be your last thought
turned the lil’ seven to a whole thing
yeah they call me tokin but that is just a nickname
dope boy you can see that sh*t on my f*ckin’ chain
junkies at the doors flowing through they veins
money on my line pockets heavyweight
p*ssy won’t drop my style but they can’t replicate
yeah yeah i did this sh*t off of crack rock stack guap
and we got guns just like black ops
i just popped the [?] i don’t wanna hear a b*tch
trippin’ off a [?] d*mn
ain’t got no time for these b*tches i’m tryin’ to serve a bowl
i’m tryin’ to touch a m b*tch that’s the only goal
i put that on thе holy ghost i put that on my soul
ain’t goin’ down without no fight b*tch i ain’t goin’ at all
yeah i’m tryin’ get my f*ckin’ racks up
stack up boys in the back of a black truck
and i’m bout to blow just likе a loaded gun
toes in one ride on the whole b*tch i’m the only one
d*mn

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