Westside Gunn - Bodies On Fairfax lyrics

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Westside Gunn - Bodies On Fairfax lyrics

[Verse 1: Danny Brown] Like Adam in that garden, but instead I use the apple that I found to smoke my trees When Eve come around, I ain't showin' no love I'mma tell that ho on her knees Snakes in the gra** get pissed on While I sip on crushed grapes Gotta keep fate at the end of the day Freezin' off white Miley Cyrus in a snowstorm Can't feel my face, body numb, and my chest warm Rolling acorns Lungs Akon Liquor got my kidney like, "What's going on?" Smoke so much, brain cell count low Snort so much, might sniff my whole bank account All day long, I roll that strong Gas so loud gon' wake the car alarm Y'all b**h n***as been warned I'm on my sh** and the night still young Dior hallmark Pull up on ya ho like, “b**h what we smokin' on?” Then I roll the weed up She s** me up spitting seeds not from the trees, bruh [Verse 2: Westside Gunn] Fly sh**! These n***as want that fly sh**! Ayo, pistol-whip the n***a down the stairs at hall-of-fame 10-deep in front of Supreme, all for caine Diamond Supply fly up off the triple beam Drive by's out of Bentley Trucks, you should see the wings DA wanna give me an odd future sh** I'm done with the hands but I'mma shoot ya Flight Club, size 9 everything Poppa pinked off and I'm on my gangsta lean Last king surrounded by dirty ghetto kids I'm undefeated, leave some shells in ya wig Stash the yay in OVCA, ya wanna play? Danced on the work like Morris Day Ayo Lord, I had the vision I got my n***as all out of prison Take them n***as designer hoppin' Cop anything you want, n***a, I got it Money stacked to the ceiling The n***a moved wrong so I k**ed him Fly sh**! These n***as want that fly sh**!

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