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.22
bitch you know i got my blick up
in the coupe
and they asking for a picture
this love like the worst type of symptom
this love like the worst love that i been through yeah
countin bands up in a palace
sippin on a chalice
hand crushed in a mallet
hand crushed in a
dead body how i found it
lips blue
dead body how i drowned it
who know
eyes low
fuck it let me die
move slow
fuck it let me die
take me
smokin on this dope
take me out this home
smokin on this dope
its hard
sippin on my chalice
for us
sippin on my chalice
to be
sippin in my palace
together
again
ride til i motherfuckin die
put these diamonds in the sky
i make money on the side
i make money when i
when i do a homicide
wintertime
and the time right baby yeah
ride til i motherfuckin die
put these diamonds in the sky
i make money on the side
i make money when i
when i do a homicide
wintertime
and the time right baby yeah
im so rich bitch but i still be hitting licks up in the store yeah
countin bands up in a palace
sippin on a chalice
hand crushed in a mallet
hand crushed in a
dead body how i found it
lips blue
dead body how i drowned it
who know
eyes low
fuck it let me die
move slow
fuck it let me die
take me
smokin on this dope
take me out this home
smokin on this dope
its hard
sippin on my chalice
for us