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Phantom Powerless
03:54
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Cut the cord
These umbilical niggers swear that they plugged, on God
In one accord
King fronting pawns, so it's fuck the board
Blunt force to the chest when we punt the force
Fuck 12 for life
Wind on midnight
Gut the pigsty then chuck the core
Sus snake niggers been cut since grip
Like, get right sidewinder
Clench tight to them pearls
This right slice left him in a nighty night twirl
Righty tight twisting up them fingers on the wax only
Them phonies gram’d up on that app solely
Chuck stones, no hands
Cutthroat for fans
Fucked quote straw man
Go ham
Cinderellas in the ball swear it's all for them
When the glass shoe drops let the shards dig in
Lights out we never shade
Lights out we never shade
Wahalla ti de o!
Wahalla ti de o!
Keep cool
Don't sweat it
Ah!
Ah!
Afterlife of a don
Lights keep glowing
Come into the club with some sweatpants on and the shirt I woke up in
Never gave a damn
Only broke grams with folk I glowed up with
Split broke bread
Them the cold cut kids
Broke bones of shams I don't fucks with
Real pain for real
Window pane is sealed
Heaters out
Let's grill
Fuck it
Cinderellas in the ball swear it's all for them
When the glass shoe drops let the shards dig in
Lights out we never shade
Lights out we never shade
Wahalla ti de o!
Wahalla ti de o!
Keep cool
Light em up!
Ah!
Ah!
???
You have no idea what the fuck you started
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2. |
Melting Ice Cream
03:18
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I am the army wife and my bed…
My bed is deployed
He is asking me to stay
He is asking me to stay just a little while longer
Whose stop is this?
Whose house?
Who's home?
Whose stop is this?
He is asking me to stay
She is begging me to stay just a little while longer
Baby, I'm a stranger in my own crib
Oh Lord
Things stranger than fiction written on these walls
Whose stop is this?
Whose house?
Who's home?
Whose stop is this?
Your sweetest offer is in my hands now
In a warm grip and it all goes south
Your sweetest offer is in my hands now
In a warm grip
I ain't got an address, but I'm dressed to kill
Whose stop is this?
Whose house?
Who's home?
Baby, I'm a stranger in my own crib
Your sweetest offer is in my hands now
In a warm grip and it all goes south
I am the army wife and my bed is deployed
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I took my courage on the rocks
You took your time to get this fly
We share a blood thicker than water
The thinner the ice, the more I pump my brakes
You spared these two left feet
No water
No water to tread in
And no waves
No
No water
No water to wade in
But no wave to wash you out
Who’s that stepping in the garden?
The pigs are flooding in the garden
Who’s that stepping in the garden?
Boy, you better not step to me
These two left feet have stepped to you
I moved to fast
Are those the same swine from before?
Knocking at our door?
No water
No water to tread in
And no waves
Oh, no
No water
No water to wade in
But no wave to wash you out
The pigs are flooding in the garden
Who’s that stepping in the garden?
Boy, you better not step to me
No
No water
No water to tread in
And no waves
Oh, no
No water
No water to wade in
But no wave to wash you out
The keys to these locked lips are in your hand
Our X and O's are in your ex's know
He's in the know
Are those the same swine from before?
Knocking at our door?
No water
No water to tread in
And no waves
Oh, no
No water
No water to wade in
But no wave to wash you out
No water
No water
No water
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4. |
Cold Outside
03:34
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That's one cold kid and lit bridge
Don't catch me
From a nest to the paint
Don't catch me
Last name long, but my money short
It's winter, stay frosty
Iced veins hissing in my summer scorch
They watching
Fired up trailblazing
Hard in the pavement
Pirouetting towards the paint
Hope my noggin don't cave in
Amen
That's one cold kid
Don't catch me
From a nest to the paint
On God, you a young nigger with shooters on roofs
OG's ain't clueless
Wholetime, ma dukes hooped with us too
Miss Misconudctor shocks the coppers
Leave 'em shook
Still, mama gon' bomb your caller off the hook when you book it
Yeah…
That's one cold kid and lit bridge
Don't catch me
From a nest to the paint
Don't catch me
You the seed of a young, young Haitian
Juicy juiced up pedigree
Don't fuck with a young, young vadeR Junior
Kill
Pack the bones in the catacombs
Californication path is rags to chrome
Or was it rags to bones?
Yeah…
That's one cold kid
Don't catch me
From a nest to the paint
Yeah
Don't catch me
Yeah
Yeah
They still tripping off the tip
They tipped me off
Still tripping
Still tripping up
Don't catch me
From a nest to the paint
Won't catch me
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5. |
House Fire
04:03
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Hey, kid
Feel free to set the roof ablaze
Momsi won't put you out
Put a bounty on me if she comes up short
You will be paid in blood
Shorty
Four score and four walls ago
We all chewed through cages
Mama don't hold back
Mama, don't hold back
Oh my
Midas ain't got nothing on you
Although all that glitter ain't glow
She won't hold back
Oh
Hey, punk
Sights on pikin will be your crosshair to bear
When we fire you shall know pepper
Served like a sweet cold dish
Sweet dreams for my thick water and her seeds
Shorty
Four score and four walls ago
We all chewed through cages
Mama don't hold back
Mama, don't hold back
Oh my my
Four score and four walls ago
We all chewed through cages
Mama don't hold back
Mama don't hold back
Mama, don't hold back
Oh my
Midas ain't got nothing on you
Although all that glitter ain't glow
She won't hold you back
Oh no
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