Testo Cosmic Humility Interlude - do not resurrect
Testo della canzone Cosmic Humility Interlude (do not resurrect), tratta dall'album Blüdhaven
This shit be sick, then I'm the doctor, uh
Hollows out the chopper, uh
Bangin out the window
Hollowtip meet oblongata, huh
I just caught a body, huh
Take it to The Promised Land
Ima run it back
And stack the chips until a hunnid grand
Then double it
Ok, I'm creepin with that fye, uh huh
Sneak in from behind, uh huh
Bonjour, magnifique
That hollowtip gon blow his mind, uh huh
AK-45, uh huh
Hollup, 47, huh
That boy like computers
Let him peep this Mac-11, huh I go POV
Oh boy, that G-Lock yo competitor I want Givenchy so I tote heat to get my credit up
All yo hoes on me I don't want she, I want her debit card
Y'all don't want no beef
Y'all boys go vegan with the predator
Out in D-Town swangin
All this silver on my fingers
Got a nigga movin gaudy
Model bodies on the razor
All imprisoned in my mind
But in my body I'm a singer
Busy stickin with the shottas
Steady mobbin on you haters
Elevator to my condo In my casa, I'm a savior
Had to piss all in the pot
Them yellow drops could fuel a hangar
Aviators on to block out all the shots that you been takin
Aggravate me one more time I'm giving line ups with a laser
Why you shakin, nigga?
Fye, uh huh
Sneak in from behind, uh huh
Bonjour, magnifique
That hollowtip gon blow his mind, uh huh
AK-45, uh huh
Hollup, 47, huh
That boy like computers
Let him peep this Mac-11, huh
I go POV
Oh boy, that G-Lock yo competitor
I want Givenchy so I tote heat to get my credit up
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Writer(s): Do Not Resurrect
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