Vanish Mode (Explicit)歌词-SleazyWorld Go

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Vanish Mode (Explicit)歌词完整版

Vanish Mode (Explicit) - SleazyWorld Go

Lyrics by：Joseph Isaac/Robert Lavar McCoy Jr.

Composed by：Joseph Isaac/Robert Lavar McCoy Jr.

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Uh uh uh uh

Uh uh

D**n Rage you goin' crazy

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Put the trenches on my shoulders

Threw the hood up on my back

She like these kids keep on gettin' killed

I promised my mama I ain't gon' lack

I keep 'bout fifty stuffed in this

We got shots and we got straps

I hate a that have my cell phone number

'Cause these be gnats

The way this chopper get to twitchin'

Look like it's special ed

I fap down with this stick

You want a hat aim at his head

I don't just and give

Poke out ya lips I want some

This needa learn how

To walk I just went bought this ho a leg

I pray death upon my opps

I catch me one he know he dead

I was gon' shoot out the whip

Might hop out walk 'em down instead

Thought he was a shotter 'til

Them shots rang an tore up his dreads

We the reason them switches hot

Free my brother out them feds

Put the trenches on my shoulders

Threw the hood up on my back

She like these kids keep on gettin' killed

I promised my mama I ain't gon' lack

I keep 'bout fifty stuffed in this

We got shots and we got straps

I hate a that have my cell phone number

'Cause these be gnats

I hate a that have my number

I can't give a receipts

I only text vanish mode

You screenshot me I'ma see

I you on the first night

How you goin' talk down on me

Clean that little with some wipes

Lil' ho you triflin' for the streets

I met this one little in Texas

She ate 'til I was soft

I tried to move that ho little head

I had to push her to get her off

I went bullet proof the whips move around

The city like I'm Dolph

I don't do payments ain't rented

Everything you see with me I bought

Put the trenches on my shoulders

Threw the hood up on my back

She like these kids keep on gettin' killed

I promised my mama I ain't gon' lack

I keep 'bout fifty stuffed in this

We got shots and we got straps

I hate a that have my cell phone number

'Cause these be gnats

Be gnats