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Blue Willow
01:26
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Over by the Willow where the dealers and the crooks play
Got bags full of white call it Bobbly Flay
Over by the flowers where the hood gotta gentrify
Jakes overlook the goods with no compromise
Living in the struggle street walkers by the daylight
Ask me if i got a dollar for their best time
Better call her pimp when im in it like a Cadillac
Lost milage she a rental so i sent her back
Did it for the culture more shock for the vultures
A nigga feel simba when i’m chilling on the sofa
At the blue moon im busy swimming in her ocean
Jazz music plays when i put her into motion
Night life killer james bond with the quickness
Assassinate the pussy so i never leave a witness
Strokes in that pussy and thats word to Mac Miller
Doing donuts on my dick and thats word to J Dilla wassup
Yeah yeah
Poison Ivy how she leave me smitten
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What Did U Do?
01:49
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Been back on my bullshit
Im whipping on full clips
I gotta aim to kill Deadshot when I drop thats no miss
What you tryna do
I got spliffs to roll and I got shit to do
Whether it’s been listening to Mach or been listening to
Akai Soulo stay on deck
I like to roll my backwoods to some spiritual healing kind of rap
Niggas don’t know bout that
Y’all out here paying for pussy dropping 20 racks
Best not get caught lack without a strap you Mill Creek food and that’s a fact
You outta choose a different profession stop picking tricks at the drop of the…
You get it
You peaked in highschool you lack the juice
All eyez on me while no eyes on you and thats the truth
How high i stay high thats the method that i choose
No lie you ain’t fly why even try to hit the booth
You a disgrace
Stick to hoop dreams you J. Cole wannabes that fall off in a second
You Meek Mill dream chasing ya own team hating
What’s the status
New Flash please quit rapping
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Heart Breaks, Hoes Tell
02:10
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Let my ex know that id still hit it if she let me
Strokes a lil different like that show from out the 80s
When they in the basement
Still the same nigga just more funny since she left me
And imma sick fuck
Throat fuck her like a 360
Im still rapping for the label
Still picking pennies out my pockets
Least i got a new table
Like a Big Fish Vince Staples
I got it out the navel
Since a little yougin
Heartbroken no discussion
Heartbroken thats my story
Yeah it never changed least my city still love me
Sike i lied
Its both sides aint no switching tides
Im drowning in the ocean by the missing light
Moon shining down i won’t waste it away
I’m smooth sailing like a castaway
Tom Hanks mo bank i gotta fuck her face
I wont change im still same nigga still pained by that heartbreak
Sipping mimosas by the miami beach
Got a pornstar bitch she got pretty feet
Fake titties and ass lips built like Kylie’s
Hollywood and all that fake shit got me missing [BLEEP]
I said too much
Best roll the dutch and keep the rest of my lore in tuck
I’lll cut the fat don’t leave the fluff
Whats up
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Buttermilk Snakes
01:30
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My bitch built like Bulma
Brief sucks when she sees me
Watch she lick the nut
Wont stop till her face clean
Late night shows on the tv
My life rated R never PG
My life like a show that they never wanna speak about
Rather keep the blow
Hush puppies take the scenic route
Better count me out
No rush when im tweaking out
Better hold the blunt
Mo puffs when im breathing out
This musics like the sunshine
Now its going down
Better take the high life
Got me chowing down
Movement like the wise guys
Tony soprano the goat
I rather fuck than rap
I try to keep it afloat thats real
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There Was No Care
01:24
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Rock fitteds more digits
Box logos on a white tee
Fuck with it im more acquitted but these niggas still spite me
Im ready for the war my aim steady
Quick percussion with no division
Too obtuse with bars heavy
You dont even care
I could die today but im not leaving here
Im checking out in the morning after bleeding chairs
Im too fast while time lapse go flash when im in Eden’s glare
You dont even care
Why you even here
Concrete slabs cobbled my path
My tombstone reads a heathens near
No fallen tears for a nigga
No you dont even care you dont even care wont even care dont even care
Trench warefare no hard feelings
Im with the fishes
Cuffs on my wrist and it even glistens
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Korrin Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Also Known as Korban Baxter
Member of Worst Generation
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