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Gasp - Lucid Diadem Lyrics



Gasp - Lucid Diadem Lyrics
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Keep a tool up on me, tho I ain' no ZillaKami
F*ck a F*ck boy up and turn his main bitch to a zombie
Geek off X, we geek of sex, basic mag like a tommy
Support my shit, a new bag, weed buy it like a commie
He heard my music and said, shit, I needa' find my colleagues
In the clip we passing shit, I hit the blunt to Khali
Nurse my temple off the green, I eat like edamame
Produce the beat, roll up the weed, I hit the J no Ronny
As the tool gets pulled out, the mother f*ckers shoot out
Neva gave a f*ck about my life, we living loose now
Cut off the string attached to me, pop a pill carry percy's
We lit off sum, f*ck up the club, we living life lucid
Living life next to the sun, never gave a f*ck, not one
Never trust a soul, no none, And never let that bitch cum
Keep on waking up still drunk, f*cked up, crash the Bentley truck
Pretty boy persuasion my motive, but I've been out of love
She wear fit, I carry glove, pound her shit, she love to lust
In my bag, don't carry much, to the grind, married get lunch
I'm a solider boy don't touch, at the show, the crowd gon' crush
Hit her from the back, like hush, divine timing ain't no rush
Keep a tool up on me, tho I ain' no ZillaKami
F*ck a f*ck boy up and turn his main bitch to a zombie
Geek off x, we geek of sex, basic mag like a tommy
Support my shit, a new bag, weed buy it like a commie
On the trade for some fresh za, my pain received it kill me soft
Poppin pills, chill on the loft, trappin' hard, but at what cost
Haven't felt nothing in months, tell my love, drugs f*cked me up
Only high I feel, is when I smoke and I chief up that loud
Roll the spliff, that bitch can't hang
All black everything, mason vase
Tweaking hard, up in the rain
Yellow diamonds, on my chains
Been doin this rapping for so long, I forgot my name
That boy do it all for 10 minutes of minute fame
The Kelly Green ain't strong to me, we cheifin' like a race
Blow it all, cop pound for pound, deliver ina' brief case
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Keep a tool up on me, tho I ain' no ZillaKami
F*ck a F*ck boy up and turn his main bitch to a zombie
Geek off X, we geek of sex, basic mag like a tommy
Support my shit, a new bag, weed buy it like a commie
He heard my music and said, shit, I needa' find my colleagues
In the clip we passing shit, I hit the blunt to Khali
Nurse my temple off the green, I eat like edamame
Produce the beat, roll up the weed, I hit the J no Ronny
As the tool gets pulled out, the mother f*ckers shoot out
Neva gave a f*ck about my life, we living loose now
Cut off the string attached to me, pop a pill carry percy's
We lit off sum, f*ck up the club, we living life lucid
Living life next to the sun, never gave a f*ck, not one
Never trust a soul, no none, And never let that bitch cum
Keep on waking up still drunk, f*cked up, crash the Bentley truck
Pretty boy persuasion my motive, but I've been out of love
She wear fit, I carry glove, pound her shit, she love to lust
In my bag, don't carry much, to the grind, married get lunch
I'm a solider boy don't touch, at the show, the crowd gon' crush
Hit her from the back, like hush, divine timing ain't no rush
Keep a tool up on me, tho I ain' no ZillaKami
F*ck a f*ck boy up and turn his main bitch to a zombie
Geek off x, we geek of sex, basic mag like a tommy
Support my shit, a new bag, weed buy it like a commie
On the trade for some fresh za, my pain received it kill me soft
Poppin pills, chill on the loft, trappin' hard, but at what cost
Haven't felt nothing in months, tell my love, drugs f*cked me up
Only high I feel, is when I smoke and I chief up that loud
Roll the spliff, that bitch can't hang
All black everything, mason vase
Tweaking hard, up in the rain
Yellow diamonds, on my chains
Been doin this rapping for so long, I forgot my name
That boy do it all for 10 minutes of minute fame
The Kelly Green ain't strong to me, we cheifin' like a race
Blow it all, cop pound for pound, deliver ina' brief case
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Writer: MC Gasp
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Performed By: Gasp
Language: English
Length: 3:13
Written by: MC Gasp

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