BarsTheHippie - Close Call lyrics

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BarsTheHippie - Close Call lyrics

Verse: Tone texas everbody slump Dirty cola in my fu*king cup Call the plug lingo dirt like mud Mota pressin’ glisten diamond ‘flectin Vans on feet i don’t try impressin’ Even when i was in adolescence Dug up past but there is no present Meet and greet your absent blessin’ Took it for granted Their rap game is stagnant My bars be a planet away from the sadness That music is trash if you hate baby grasp on to life cause it’s tragic Homie it’s vibe city frenzy My b*tch didn’t like it so now she is lonely The sky is up floatin’ The high is not down but you drowning emotin’ I tеll them it’s down for the bad but when drag is in hand I got a hit that bе type a-1 sh*t They don’t want smoke they be gassin’ on dick Rollin’ up palm trees it’s cannabis lit fu*k who you is you not cool with the clique Yuh, lil bihh pull up on sides like yo Tell me who the flyest they be like you Said i be high so i move on the low Watch how i walk i’m a giant i know Yuh It’s lit Spittin’ exotic they shocked off the rip R i p kobe this life is a trip Never do ball but my ice game is swished Yuh Like 3’s Cold blooded hoe they ain’t talking to me I got the walk that be telling i’m g They see the cough and think 19 degrees Zombies, sold soul We gon’ hold Down the earth for the worse It’s a curse this is birth, ohh They probably heard all the words In the church in the verse Is the first type of turn in the wars, ohh fu*king around Movin the surface the ground Bass is amazin it’s shaking my house Jay baby blaze me or ima head out Yuh Im ahead wow Killin these lames, without even tryin They feel the vibes, and try to deny it Keep it off white, like nike the sign Yuh Keepin’ it g i don’t fw no snakes i go up up away yeah that’s lifted my eyes be too layed and i kill em when playing these games they want smoke but they running away so it’s up with the fakes we gon put them on stakes Homie no foot on the brakes you get hit with a mace for the vibes took away Money on money on money on bae She my sugar mamí so she can stay Uh, i’m lit Sorry for rappin’ and killin’ a 6 Said you want less you get hit with a stick Koda pull up and it’s choppin’ like sh*t b*tch, on god I be all hard when they dropped in dissolve Claim they legit but they lookin like frauds If you not trippin then you in the wrong Tone texas everbody slump Dirty cola in my fu*king cup Call the plug lingo dirt like mud Mota pressin’ glisten diamond ‘flectin Vans on feet i don’t try impressin’ Even when i was in adolescence Dug up past but there is no present Meet and greet your absent blessin’ fu*king around Movin the surface the ground Bass is amazin it’s shaking my house Jay baby blaze me or ima head out Yuh Im ahead wow Killin these lames, without even tryin They feel the vibes, and try to deny it Keep it off white, like nike the sign Yuh So much doubt im surprised i get attention Homie if you threaten i will chirp Never seem to put in work to the people who don’t know my worth Uh Im givin’ out vibe Look at my eyes Baby i’m dead all inside Feelin’ yo high Shorty you mine Mary jane baby you nice Cause i got friends who turn to foes Turn to hoes Turn to fold Turnin’ close to call it closed casket Ashin’ blunts Feelin’ lavish if i could joint i’d roll a choice and smoke one up

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