Fibonacci_clique - The Game

Tiger striped forty five, silver glide
Look alive
Laugh tonight, pour liquor till your hearts admire
While you sit in you cozy lies
Look back too see how far we have come you made a beast yuh
Still smoking dope and hoping i don't run a fucking bitch
I'm a fight today looking like im on a fucking clip
I'm a make my days build a studio inside a blimp
I don't care what you think i'll be on top until I sink
Try my best it is what it is uh
That's a lot I'm fucking putting in blessed
Don't see me buying stupid fucking kicks hoe
I don't need your shit, I don't need your shit
I don't need no shit cause I'm running up the fifth
You can catch me in the whip seven nine on a trip
Seven nine will make you drip on the roof taking hits
In a session making hits, drew ski show them how it is
Change a flow than keep going don't let a motherfucker stop you
Breath in while you mix up the spin bitch
Doc told me I need to put it in Huh?
I'm loosing my brain trying to aim through the game
I don't need no shit cause I'm running up the fifth
You can catch me in the whip seven nine on a trip
Seven nine will make you drip on the roof taking hits
In a session making hits, drew ski show them how it is

Written by:
Drew Evans, James Evans

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