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Apex Wes - BITCHIFEELALIVE Lyrics



Apex Wes - BITCHIFEELALIVE Lyrics
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Pull up in the back i'm getting active you ain't packing then you acting like an idiot
Yeah i gotta country girl and i gotta city bitch nickname chopper Dolley Parton cuz the titties big
I been sipping activist n stacking no subtracting all we do is get a bag and add arithmetics
I jus want the money that's what my incentive is i jus wanna f*ck and that's the only thing im interested
They ain't got no money they aint never met wit Benjamin's I don't wanna link up witchu i don't see the benefit
OG's who i'm doing business wit rifle in the closet gotta pint of wok up in the fridge
Pocket rocket on me feel like Arthur Morgan send the homie run up hit yo dog and harvest all his organs
Balenciaga hurt my feet I still be rocking Jordans
They day my plug supposed to meet wit me he got deported they telling on they own people shit i'm not Supporting psychedelic drugs in my body everything distorted all i do is smoke i let the homies snort it
If you wanna cup i let the homies pour it guns on display got em all assorted
Some of them is easy to conceal other ones enormous
Might defend myself before the court appointed
Cigarette smoke all my clothes bring me to back to home zip lock witta digit scale back to what i know bagging up The dope on the phone argue wit them hos watchu yelling whatchu naggin fo needa let her go
Cigarette smoke all my clothes bring me to back to home zip lock witta digit scale back to what i know
Pack another bowl smack em if he ashing on the floor askin me for dough smack if he acting like we broke
Always pack a pole new sights couldn't miss wit this on my own cant accept the fact that i might miss the bitch Styrofoam cup wit the mud and we sipping it nickname chopper Dolley Parton cuz the titties big yeah
Always call yo phone cuz you the one that listening, they ain't doing business on this side they ain't legitimate
I gotta country girl i gotta city bitch my brother beat the case and he ain't innocent
Pull up in the back i'm getting active you ain't packing then you acting like an idiot
Yeah i gotta country girl and i gotta city bitch nickname chopper Dolley Parton cuz the titties big
I been sipping activist n stacking no subtracting all we do is get a bag and add arithmetics
I jus want the money that's what my incentive is i jus wanna f*ck and that's the only thing im interested
They ain't got no money they aint never met wit Benjamin's I don't wanna link up witchu i don't see the benefit
OG's who i'm doing business wit rifle in the closet gotta pint of wok up in the fridge
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Pull up in the back i'm getting active you ain't packing then you acting like an idiot
Yeah i gotta country girl and i gotta city bitch nickname chopper Dolley Parton cuz the titties big
I been sipping activist n stacking no subtracting all we do is get a bag and add arithmetics
I jus want the money that's what my incentive is i jus wanna f*ck and that's the only thing im interested
They ain't got no money they aint never met wit Benjamin's I don't wanna link up witchu i don't see the benefit
OG's who i'm doing business wit rifle in the closet gotta pint of wok up in the fridge
Pocket rocket on me feel like Arthur Morgan send the homie run up hit yo dog and harvest all his organs
Balenciaga hurt my feet I still be rocking Jordans
They day my plug supposed to meet wit me he got deported they telling on they own people shit i'm not Supporting psychedelic drugs in my body everything distorted all i do is smoke i let the homies snort it
If you wanna cup i let the homies pour it guns on display got em all assorted
Some of them is easy to conceal other ones enormous
Might defend myself before the court appointed
Cigarette smoke all my clothes bring me to back to home zip lock witta digit scale back to what i know bagging up The dope on the phone argue wit them hos watchu yelling whatchu naggin fo needa let her go
Cigarette smoke all my clothes bring me to back to home zip lock witta digit scale back to what i know
Pack another bowl smack em if he ashing on the floor askin me for dough smack if he acting like we broke
Always pack a pole new sights couldn't miss wit this on my own cant accept the fact that i might miss the bitch Styrofoam cup wit the mud and we sipping it nickname chopper Dolley Parton cuz the titties big yeah
Always call yo phone cuz you the one that listening, they ain't doing business on this side they ain't legitimate
I gotta country girl i gotta city bitch my brother beat the case and he ain't innocent
Pull up in the back i'm getting active you ain't packing then you acting like an idiot
Yeah i gotta country girl and i gotta city bitch nickname chopper Dolley Parton cuz the titties big
I been sipping activist n stacking no subtracting all we do is get a bag and add arithmetics
I jus want the money that's what my incentive is i jus wanna f*ck and that's the only thing im interested
They ain't got no money they aint never met wit Benjamin's I don't wanna link up witchu i don't see the benefit
OG's who i'm doing business wit rifle in the closet gotta pint of wok up in the fridge
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Language: English
Length: 3:16
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