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x marks the spot - yck lyrics

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b*tch told me i was fresh like a spring roll
iced out coat you should know i like my rings gold
b*tch told me i was raw like i’m king cole
south seoul repping every time all the drinks’ cold

never not switching on b*tches they missing
the d*ck but i cannot give that
p*ssing on wishes i’m burning the bridges
like f*ck what i cannot give back

i’ve been up looking for loot
b*tch if i got to i’ll shoot
step the f*ck back or you’re biting the curb
back on the ground sleeping in dirt
green in the jar keys in the car
taking no breaks i stay going hard
f*cking with my life
b*tches coming out to fight

fists up in the flesh
ripping weed inside the sesh
i’vе been going since the morning
whipping back inside thе foreign

b*tch told me i was fresh like a spring roll
iced out coat you should know i like my rings gold
b*tch told me i was raw like i’m king cole
south seoul repping every time all the drinks’ cold

taking all my time
making rhymes smoking dimes
motherf*cking punk b*tch
don’t ever move an inch

known as one persona
till the day i reach nirvana
b*tches biting by the second
feeling lucky count your blessings

sniffing out a straw
snow white i call that broad
creeping out the f*cking night
paper trail to make behind
never not returning back
spending my sh*t earn it back
b*tch i’m all alone
i said that back a while ago

b*tch told me i was fresh like a spring roll
iced out coat you should know i like my rings gold
b*tch told me i was raw like i’m king cole
south seoul repping every time all the drinks’ cold

- yck lyrics

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