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gothic clothes - vic spencer lyrics

[verse 1: hus kingpin]
yeah
more or less it’s the winner’s clique
i split your sh*t
twin crips snuggle with the clips
cozy
hundred shots leave a n*gga holy
moly
i’m like moulder with the x*files style
behold the vic spence
wave lord experience
i got you n*ggas feeling tenuous
i bent my wrist with the cuff grip
grab the grip out the holster for the culture
i turn n*gga’s brain fluids to mimosa
adios ya
johnny walker my cup, drunk up
jeans tucked with the money lump
sit down
y’all n*ggas buy jeans with your kneecaps out
if sean p was here hе’d duff y’all n*ggas out
this is new york, chi town, l.a
anywhere in bеtween, weave a dream
watch for n*ggas that switch teams, lebron n*ggas
i put y’all n*ggas in line
my little frankenstein babies, lord willing
[verse 2: vic spencer]
uh
tarnish your soul with nigerian hopes
smearing the cake all on the table while she gripping the pole (baby)
this year i should be sick in a hole
but i’m out here getting the dough
break bread with my n*ggas when it grows
straight out the oven flow, get your mittens
fix the whole kitchen up, chanel plates
kicks make you wanna hide a snail face
y’all got pastel taste
i’m luxurious
glorified there could never be two of us
top of the game and i don’t want to
i want you to know that i just want you dead
’nuff said
you the type to buy a jersey and then distress it
i’m the type to type your birdie a message
like “is you coming to the crib or naw?”
she replied back fast
came back to my crib in just a trenchcoat and i laughed
wear my flesh on my sleeve, who care about ya?
you not better than me, you wear a blouse brah

- vic spencer lyrics

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