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RoddyKobain - Faded (feat. Iam.Traw) Lyrics
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We raw forever
Look, blunts on blunts just keep em coming
Cause if it's smoke, we neva running
And if they ask, we up to something man
Cause if they plot we get to bussin' man
See life ain't sweet, they get to gushing man
They hit the block we get to rushing man
This is all we got we aim for nothing man
You came wit something, you'll leave with nothing
Okay, so guess who woke up high again
It's wake up man, goodnight again
Sometimes I'll dream I'll fly again
Or I'll supply the drip like fire mans
Man they bite my flow like fire ants
No rainy day, I fire dance
Niggas got sticky hands like spiderman
Mine just stick to bands like Franklin
Look, some nigga go and load the clip
See, me I'll go and write some shit
But, peep I ain't a pacifist
Cause if need be I pass the fist
See that's pencil tips and pistol grips
Write it down nigga I let it split
No Beyblade ya body rip
If shots fired ya body dip
Ya see, I'm a young nigga I'm focused on figures
Catch me in the cut with them killers
All of my niggas they straight from the zoo
So, you know a young nigga gorilla
Been chasing this money, my dreams could be bigger
I can care less leave my heart in a blizzard
Been through some pain, heart in the blender
Smoking so much, man it's hard to remember
Let's get it
Blunts on blunts just keep em coming
Cause if it's smoke, we neva running
And if they ask, we up to something man
Cause if they plot we get to bussing man
See life ain't sweet, they get to gushing man
If they hit the block we get to rushing man
All we got we aim for nothing man
If you came wit something, you'll leave with nothing
Niggas be pressed cause I run on
I f*ck they bitch with my clothes on
Zip down the zipper the dick out
Shirt ova her head, with the tits out
Trap with my niggas the sticks out
My niggas on go with the blicks out
Torment the game, make a bitch shout
Glizzy his brain call it shout out
Kobain back with the heat like a frying pan
Talking that shit get pronounced as a dying man
Don't waste my time peep the clock
Causing a static no shock
She play with them balls like a jock
White bitch don't like dick, she like cock
I wrestle the beat call me rock
Dick so good she had took off her socks
Dick so good she said bitch you on lock
Dick so good bitches on that Ciroc
Dick so good she like baby don't stop
Dick so good she love giving me top
Make the face like the beat had just dropped
Make the face like her cherry got popped
Say Kobain you go hard, please don't stop
Say Kobain you upcoming, just watch
Throw yo ass in a pit like a mosh
Spitting heat make that face like Chris Bosh
Bitch give me panini no nas
I do this shit good because
Run with them killers, them snippers
Them poisonous vipers, say bitch I'm the shit
Like a jitt loaded diaper
Bitch say my style so anemic
Every day give her dosage of semen
Her name Victoria please keep it secret
Tommy niggas they be peeping
Tommy ass niggas they be creeping
Frog ass niggas steady leaping
Talking shit with no motherf*cking meaning
Throw they back bitch, like a demon
RoddyKobain ayee
Skthaa
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We raw forever
Look, blunts on blunts just keep em coming
Cause if it's smoke, we neva running
And if they ask, we up to something man
Cause if they plot we get to bussin' man
See life ain't sweet, they get to gushing man
They hit the block we get to rushing man
This is all we got we aim for nothing man
You came wit something, you'll leave with nothing
Okay, so guess who woke up high again
It's wake up man, goodnight again
Sometimes I'll dream I'll fly again
Or I'll supply the drip like fire mans
Man they bite my flow like fire ants
No rainy day, I fire dance
Niggas got sticky hands like spiderman
Mine just stick to bands like Franklin
Look, some nigga go and load the clip
See, me I'll go and write some shit
But, peep I ain't a pacifist
Cause if need be I pass the fist
See that's pencil tips and pistol grips
Write it down nigga I let it split
No Beyblade ya body rip
If shots fired ya body dip
Ya see, I'm a young nigga I'm focused on figures
Catch me in the cut with them killers
All of my niggas they straight from the zoo
So, you know a young nigga gorilla
Been chasing this money, my dreams could be bigger
I can care less leave my heart in a blizzard
Been through some pain, heart in the blender
Smoking so much, man it's hard to remember
Let's get it
Blunts on blunts just keep em coming
Cause if it's smoke, we neva running
And if they ask, we up to something man
Cause if they plot we get to bussing man
See life ain't sweet, they get to gushing man
If they hit the block we get to rushing man
All we got we aim for nothing man
If you came wit something, you'll leave with nothing
Niggas be pressed cause I run on
I f*ck they bitch with my clothes on
Zip down the zipper the dick out
Shirt ova her head, with the tits out
Trap with my niggas the sticks out
My niggas on go with the blicks out
Torment the game, make a bitch shout
Glizzy his brain call it shout out
Kobain back with the heat like a frying pan
Talking that shit get pronounced as a dying man
Don't waste my time peep the clock
Causing a static no shock
She play with them balls like a jock
White bitch don't like dick, she like cock
I wrestle the beat call me rock
Dick so good she had took off her socks
Dick so good she said bitch you on lock
Dick so good bitches on that Ciroc
Dick so good she like baby don't stop
Dick so good she love giving me top
Make the face like the beat had just dropped
Make the face like her cherry got popped
Say Kobain you go hard, please don't stop
Say Kobain you upcoming, just watch
Throw yo ass in a pit like a mosh
Spitting heat make that face like Chris Bosh
Bitch give me panini no nas
I do this shit good because
Run with them killers, them snippers
Them poisonous vipers, say bitch I'm the shit
Like a jitt loaded diaper
Bitch say my style so anemic
Every day give her dosage of semen
Her name Victoria please keep it secret
Tommy niggas they be peeping
Tommy ass niggas they be creeping
Frog ass niggas steady leaping
Talking shit with no motherf*cking meaning
Throw they back bitch, like a demon
RoddyKobain ayee
Skthaa
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Writer: Andreas Turtle, Andreas Wilson, Roddrick Graham
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