Got f#cking graveyards
Got f#cking graveyards
Got f#cking graveyards
Wine on the left
Call me Aladdin
Call me the carpet, You got the rug
Give me the needle, pulling the thread
I got the tug
I got the blue, and you got the white
Wine on the left, lets call it a night
Riding round LA Coast airport
Dont talk to me if you- if you support port
I dont support port
Hashtag my Crom
Pulling u- pulling up at the yard with the nuns
I pray to Allah on the daily
Praying that the reaper dont take me uh
Thank you, thank you
Call me Denzel, call me Denzеl
Wine on the left
Got thеse f#cking graveyards in my eyes
And now im seeing red
Alukah do you even know your talking to the f#cking feds
Uh hol 120 Tempo
120 Tempo quite simple
D Major, D Minor, C Major i think
Add a bit of jazz
Add a bit of pizzazz
I dont give a damn
Add a bit of that, ya know
Talking 7 9 7 9 7 9 7 9 7 9 7 9 7 9
Got f#cking graveyards
Got f#cking graveyards
Got f#cking graveyards
Wine on the left
Got f#cking graveyards
Got f#cking graveyards
Got f#cking graveyards
Wine on the left
Pulling up at the docks, rolling with the boys
I got the shoots with the sharps
Super sharp like a pencil
Call me lead, call me lead
Call me graphite instead
I dont give a damn as long as you dead
Thats all that matters
Black and white on the keyboard
Black and white on the keyboard
Q-W-R-E-R-T-Y-I-O-P-L
f#cking Brackets and sh#t
I dont give a damn and sh#t
*************** and sh#t
Looking at garage band
Looking at garage band
Pulling at the docks, the dock
Tell me GTA
5 stars, 5 stars
Rolling round Los Santos
With my GTA
Trevors like “hey you, do this sh#t for me”
And im like “No man, i dont give a damn, i ain’t doing sh#t for you, cause i am my own man”
Like i said im my own man
And i still got that wine on the left
And i still see these f#cking graveyards (Got f#cking graveyards)
And i still got called Aladdin
And i still am The Needle (Got f#cking graveyards)
And i am still the plug
I still am the blue
And you are my white (Got f#cking graveyards)
I still ride around in LA airport
Hanging out with crom (Got f#cking graveyards)
f#ck you port (And the wine on my left)
I still pray to Allah (Got f#cking graveyards)
All the sh#t i said i do not take back (Got f#cking graveyards)
Thats a lie, i dont know
Maybe its so (Got f#cking graveyards)
Still running with that D Major, D Minor, C Major sh#t though
(And the wine on the left)
And a bit of jazz
And a bit of pizzazz
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