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letra de stollen bugatti - ankhten brown

[verse 1]
the government plottin’ to k!ll everybody
take cover my n-gg- they shoot anybody
look at ‘em, gritty, ain’t helpin’ n-body
i’m ridin’ around in a stolen bugatti
f-ck what you sayin’ i keep it infinite
no limits so i’ma keep strikin’ the trees
(?) slicin’ them demons
i hop through dimensions whenever i sleep
feelin’ crazy like pcp
my mind be makin’ that dmz
hit the wii when i flipback b-tch
my energy be at world war peace
if you push me, i will proceed to unleash everything that i be
f-ck the peace if you k!ll family
i mean f-ck the love if you f-ck with me
n-gg-, who the f-ck do you think i be?
my energy be 9-9-1-3
lsd, i am (?)
my (?) got no chains on feet
(?) attack, i went (?)
(?)
gotta keep it g with no eyes on me
hit the streets while i pump that green
(?) touch my ceiling
(?)
keep the mind open, don’t close it
who the f-ck is you, you ain’t chosen
i been practicin’ to be golden
eat a f-ckin’ d-ck, you ain’t open
you are closed up in the (?)
never give a f-ck about brandin’
ain’t no label’s got me for (?)

[chorus]
go down my nig’ like i’m illuminati, we keep it a hundred
ridin’ around in a stolen bugatti, we keepin’ it stuntin’
go down my nig’ like i’m illuminati, we keep it a hundred
ridin’ around in a stolen bugatti, we keepin’ it stuntin’

[verse 2]
n-gg-, inhalin’ kryptonite (?)
i’m on another level of that super sh-t
(?) uber lit up with a bunch of n-gg-s on they harlem sh-t
cops ain’t here to be protectin’ n-body they better off getting their window split
lucid dreamin takin’ sacred knowledge ’til i wake up next to shorty givin’ me head
f-ck about a head, you a snitch (?)
taught myself to be more disciplined so that when i go in, i really get it in
keep my mind open (?)
hop onto battle with nothing but scratches like i regenerate from every hair
left to right my pants golden
got a green dot to sight you in open
f-ck the beef, i been vegan (?)
pistol whip you with focus, got a force field the (?)
i’m a techt-te (?) with a tec-9 strapped to my hip (?)
hop into the seat with a bad b-tch in a (?)
pull it back and release two times
n-gg- we are so high
(?)

[hook]
go down my nig’ like i’m illuminati, we keep it a hundred
ridin’ around in a stolen bugatti, we keepin’ it stuntin’
go down my nig’ like i’m illuminati, we keep it a hundred
ridin’ around in a stolen bugatti, we keepin’ it stuntin’

- ankhten brown

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