Barefoot Gen - Saigon

Slip by, stored in dazzle
Me, my sons, I’ll deem my signs
Down my son boy, stored in faraway
Tune me alarm, in this old line, uh huh
Dope, coke, ketamine bump (Word up)
She shove weight (Slatt)
Girl, don’t give me that shit (Shit)
She cum on this dick (Yah)
She’s curling up, goddamn (Suh)
She’s tryna give ‘em all up
Poom, go blach! (Fuck)
She gon’ play with them cops (Fuck 12)
She’s dooming ‘em all, damn (On sight)
She’s killing ‘em all, goddamn (Fuck)
Slip by, stored in dazzle
I’ll do snow a week
I’ll die no slime nah ah ah
I’ll do it higher
Don’t sprawl
Doses lie
Intimate intimidation
Head cool with considered concentration
Blood pressure high cos the spoon full
You can call it figure eight-ing
But it's hard to say
But it’s hard to stay humble
When I’m on my heels and I still never fucking fumble
What’s the crossbreed of a good man and sanity
Much like a unicorn,
I won’t believe it til the sensation of the prick from the fucking horn
Slip by, stored in dazzle
Me, my sons, I’ll deem my signs
Down my son boy, stored in faraway
Tune me alarm, in this old line - uh huh
(Dante!)
Taking that fucking loot

Written by:
chris nguyen

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