ICLAPPEDCHEEKSINGREENHILL (JOEY TRAP STOLE MY GIRLFRIEND) WHOKILLEDXIX

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[Verse 1: Karm The Tool]
I got that wockhardt flow, see me with the guns and [?] go
I'm on my rock star low I just trap [?] rubber bands, though
[?] blue jeans, talkin' [?] me, sippin' that blue cheese, ay
[?] routine [?] shoot me [?] loose me, ay

I took myself to the movies, ay
Y'all want the guns [?] the boofie, ay
[?] he stretchin' the truthie, ay
Can't catch you lacking, you goofy, ay
[?] behind me, that's a robot-bot
Never finessin' if you tryna test my block
[?] messin', tryna test my Glock
If you [?]

[Chorus: Karm The Tool]
I be posted with my shawty while I do my little dance
I got Top skirt on the Rari I just caught a hundred bands
I just flex don't pop no molly living life the way I can
I stay posted with my shawty make a motha fucka dancе

I be posted with my shawty while I do my littlе dance
I got top skirt on the Rari I just caught a hundred bands
I just flex don't pop no molly living life the way I can
I stay posted with my shawty make a motha fucka dance, ay