syks - felonies

That choppa sing melodies
Yeah my big bro caught a felony (yeah, yeah)
I got your bitch, she topping me (topping me, yeah)
She jump when she put on her jeans (on her jeans)
Yeah, she look good when she double C (double c)
Yeah, her boyfriend lame he can't touch me (can't touch me)
This Glock got a dick, and a laser, and a sight
This ARP got a drum it'll bite
Child of god, send you to the sky
I'm so isolated (yeah)
No I don't need savin'
Sippin' 'til I'm faded
Sippin' 'til I make it
And when I do, I'm not gon' stop, I was just joking
Pour that fuckin' potion
Boy you got no motion
You pussies soft like some damn fuckin' baby lotion
Like I said before, God told me I was chosen
Can't fuck with opponents, can't fuck with a rodent
That choppa sing melodies
Yeah my big bro caught a felony (yeah, yeah)
I got your bitch, she topping me (topping me, yeah)
She jump when she put on her jeans (on her jeans)
Yeah, she look good when she double C (double c)
Yeah, her boyfriend lame he can't touch me (can't touch me)
This Glock got a dick, and a laser, and a sight
This ARP got a drum it'll bite
Child of god, send you to the sky

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sykks .

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