Lynx 196.9 - Triangular Warfare
Dead the apologies don’t need thatKill the static constant feedbacks
Paper route you could tell by the mustache
Paper route you could tell by the
You a hood rat chick dime a dozen ratchet
I introduce you to the click that's my fault for bugging
Got me dipping the feds I'm bout to kill something
Blowing up my cell while I'm here clutching this dirty weapon
Hammer with your name dodge days and nights same
Jet life yeah I smoke and maintain
Cabin up in Maine yo she shottie with the brain yo
Jordan I’m a bull it down Scottie in the seam hoe
Glad you ain’t my girl though you got to tell your girl though
When you do tell her you’re a gift to this world girl
Chocolate deluxe nuts going squirrel
Universe Marge twisted got me in a swirl
Around your middle fingers while I play with your middle
Music made played with devil's fiddle
Triangular cross-hair life the cost dear
Dangerous love might trigger a warfare
Hammer with your name dodge days and nights same
Jet life yeah I smoke and maintain
Cabin up in Maine yo she shottie with the brain yo
Jordan I’m a bull it down Scottie in the seam
Written by:
Damion Lyn
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