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letra de phantom - cam.mp3

[verse 1]
(slatt)
(beep-beep)
talking bout’ this, that and the third
6 pack of work, i’m moving crys
packing up birds, put actions to words or they ain’t sh-t
xannies and percs, forget what you heard, stop drinking tris
back from the dirt, that kickback’ll hurt bad as a b-tch
cooling on ten, you sleep then you dead, no tempur-pedic
2 to his head, my cousin a vet, roll with the meanest
upping the tec, put sh-lls to yo’ neck, need orthopedic
f-ck what you said, i throw up my set like a bulimic
glock to his nose, i stick to the code, crack like a vase
since snotty nose been bodying flows, that’s on the gang
still probably sold yo’ auntie some coke, crack isn’t caine
i’m on the road, my b-tch body goals, i can’t complain
bro hold the b-tton, chokehold yo’ cousin if he talk
no more discussing, i get disgusting with a glock
k!ll em’ for nothing, makе to assumption, i’ma walk
40oz bubbling, mix robitussin with the wock’

[interlude]
(what?)
(what, mix robitussin with the what?)
(slatt, mix robituss-)
(slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
[verse 2]
out my noggin of this nog, i’m pink sippin’
my big cousin serving icе, made him think different
drive a phantom to the opera told yo’ b-tch “get in.”
i just bought my b-tch a glock with a pink ribbon
(what, bit-)
(b-tch, what?)
(i’m sipping wock’, sipping-)
(woah, slatt)
(slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)

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