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letra de no shrink - wilcon

no shrink lyrics
[intro]
yeah
yeah!

[verse 1]
big stepping
and repping
i’m no pastor or reverend
in fact i’m out here selling sheets
outside a 7-eleven
i’m self snitching
but stitching together
something you wish you could never
see but i’m way too clever
to get over your head
now you’re dead
cause he said
that i said
i’m sleeping in the silence
what, you think i’m a psycho?

i got the window open, anyone can loot me
you can turn the volume down, you never gonna mute me
jumping to the top of the stars, like s’cuse me
cause i think i’m bout to pop off, if not i’ll start a mutiny
i’m out here dodging snakes, fake friends, and the scrutiny
my videographer is the only person that shoots me
i want a s-xy b-tch to suck my d-ck and moan in arabic
i woke up in a hilton and they won’t tell me where paris is
i got some guns up in my garrison
92 to end zone, like f-ckin’ james harrison

so you never expect it
but at the end of all the days
you just gotta respect it
although my style kinda weird
and it’s kinda eclectic
you don’t gotta find the real me
you already met it

[chorus]
every time i try to chill
or chop it up
there’s no links
pull up to a sesh without a
lighter
and there’s no drinks
how the h-ll you got a f-ckin’ bathtub
but no sink?
never look before you cross the road
boy you don’t think
everything i do is well done
yeah, no pink
living out in cali
so i don’t need no mink
always gon’ be skating on thin ice
bro, no rink
come to me before you see a therapist
no shrink
[verse 2]
living large like i got daddy’s credit cards
f-ck a punch, i’m gonna kick you in the nards
get a house with a fountain, inside the courtyard
couple gs on myself, gucci and goyard

i don’t got that yet, but i’m a big wisher
got that yankee kush, smoking on nick swishers
i’m a redvines guy, and you a twizzler
gotta -n-lyze the situation like wolf blitzer

whoa, cnn people
moved away from the fam, and my friend people
gotta find me a new bff people
no puedes darme besos, like jeff people
ha

you speaking spanish?
oh yes sir i can
never thought about me rapping
was not in the plans
og kush coming straight
from afghanistan
you lost the game but admit
you never had it man
nah
[chorus]
every time i try to chill
or chop it up
there’s no links
pull up to a sesh without a
lighter
and there’s no drinks
how the h-ll you got a f-ckin bathtub
but no sink?
never look before you cross the road
boy you don’t think
everything i do is well done
yeah, no pink
living out in cali
so i don’t need no mink
always gon’ be skating on thin ice
bro, no rink
come to me before you see a therapist
no shrink

[outro]
yeah
that’s how we do it, yuh
wilcon
we on the beat, yeah

- wilcon

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