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Artiste : BabyTron
Titre : Drugs, $ex & Murder
(I got so much Enrgy)
DSM, drugs, sex, murder
Durango, scats, Maybachs, you hear?

Dogshit Militia, but I´m flyin´ Hellcat

It´s a dead body in the blunt, you don´t smell that?
Zeitlin´ fentanyl, we don´t sell crack
They´ll take the chair before I snitch, huh
They´ll take the chair before I snitch, point me where the cell at
If they lock you up, you gon´ hashtag ´til that
Before I ever fell off, I bet I fell back
Boy, you know I miss the scams, I´ll leave ´em Zelle´s hacked
You can´t even buy ´em new clothes, free your kids
Lil´ cuddy yank boys, he know the repo whips
I know that ain´t a thirty-six, let me see your wrist
I know that ain´t what´s her name, let me see your bitch
Why the fuck you crop the pic´? Let me see your kicks

Why you always takin´ selfies? Let me see your fit
I never seen it in your fist, let me see your blick
Fuck the steerin´ wheel, hop outside, let me see your whip
Give the world a tour, shit, let us see your crib
I don´t think you ate in years, I can see your ribs
Why you think you M.I.A.? I can see your grid
She think that lace blendin´ in, I can see your wig
Bitch, you can´t leave the crib in that, I can see your nips
You say you lost on that road? Let me see your slip
Go ahead and tag yo´ jeweler, let me see your kit
Tryna figure out Titi needs, let me see your fix

Fuzz´ll catch a hat like it´s windy out
Soon as I leave out of Enterprise, they tip me down
Me and Omi, I just know that lil´ Jimmy proud
I might pull up shootin´ on a bike, on some lil´ Jimmy style
He turned his back on the gang, shit, he Ricky now (Ricky!)
Brrt, they got switchied down
His main man´s a goofy, dudie Mickey Mouse
Lil´ ho´ boyfriend a rat, I guess she Minnie Mouse
Nyeh, I´m out my shit
I´m off the E, straight off, and it´s only about sixty out
Even Granny keep a gun, and she said me somethin´
"When you make a million, you unlock like seventy cousins"

Fake-ass family
Don´t even try to take a pic with me, fuzza
You gotta know I keep a blick with me, fuzza
It ain´t coffee, wake up sippin´ me somethin´
If I walk in off, he might drop Richie or somethin´
Yeah, he rap good, but he a Boston snitchy or somethin´
If we talkin´ EDDs, I caught fifty or somethin´
Amiri jeans, another dollar, I´mma rip these or somethin´
Huh, let my man switch, Melly
That´s a human brain? Nah, that ain´t spaghetti
That´s a brick of pure cocaina, not a yeti
The pop so thick, you would think I dropped some jelly
The TRX is like a tank, can´t even park it, dawg
I just know yo´ legs strong, you´ve never got a car involved

Hahaha
Lame ass, bum ass, lil´ dumbass boy
I got fine shit all the way in Arkansas
I got a million cash, but don´t get started when it´s cars involved
Talkin´ ´bout some Uggs half-off, I guess it´s carts involved
Bitch, come buy a hug, half-off, suck these balls
This lil´ bob a Taki
Keep that pussy in yo´ drawers, that bitch Hot Tamale

$BDSM, two L´s, then a dollar sign
Long Live Chris, T-double-H-L, shit
You hip, skip? You know the script
Nyah