| I’m bouncin', whoop whoop
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| Loud and lit, Allan Poe poe shit
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| I’m bout to loose that blue
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| I’m bouncin', whoop whoop
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| Loud and lit, Allan Poe poe shit
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| I’m bout to loose that blue
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| I’m bouncin', whoop whoop
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| Loud and lit, Allan Poe poe shit
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| I’m bout to loose that blue
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| I’m bouncin', whoop whoop
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| Loud and lit, Allan Poe poe shit
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| I’m bout to loose that blue
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| I can’t feel hype, I man kill hype
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| Slapped to still life
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| Actors posin', plastic like token
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| Can’t fit my low end, splits your ocean
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| Obey the chosen, the latent quotient raised to drogen
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| Heavy is the head you’re blowin
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| I’m fuckin flippin'
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| Minute ago, wasn’t schiz but now I’m itchin'
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| Critical condition
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| Thought I told you not to listen
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| This road don’t stop shiftin'
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| I’m floatin', I’m driftin'
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| I’m bouncin', whoop whoop
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| Loud and lit, Allan Poe poe shit
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| I’m bout to loose that blue
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| I’m bouncin', whoop whoop
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| Loud and lit, Allan Poe poe shit
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| I’m bout to loose that blue
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| You ain’t heard? |
| Not my problem
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| Past ain’t poppin', calli curbed beyond forgotten
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| Pervin' while them clutch the bottom
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| Feeders suck like stuck in Stockton
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| Cut 'em off like drunks been clockin'
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| Least three a month prestalkin'
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| Noted symptoms hid like Laden
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| Bin through shit like sodom
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| Instinct man, no question looped me into no direction
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| No footprints in this bleach, I tread them
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| Don’t know yet, but that’s expected
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| I’m bouncin', whoop whoop
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| Loud and lit, Allan Poe poe shit
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| I’m bout to loose that blue
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| I’m bouncin', whoop whoop
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| Loud and lit, Allan Poe poe shit
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| I’m bout to loose that blue
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| Caved in my ribs, drug out, fucked out
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| Samhain skid off bay bridge
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| Come with me and I’ll unhurt you
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| Keep all I do locked kept, your move
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| Keep all I do locked kept, your move
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| Should we be worried what I’m not?
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| Heard bleeders knock all types of shit
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| Is of no consequence
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| I’m out there, I’m out there
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| I’m pushin' mojo yo yo crack, back and blow yo whole set lack
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| The cojones to make it clap
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| Bouncin' get up wit it
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| I’m bouncin', whoop whoop
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| Loud and lit, Allan Poe poe shit
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| I’m bout to loose that blue
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| I’m bouncin', whoop whoop
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| Loud and lit, Allan Poe poe shit
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| I’m bout to loose that blue
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| I’m bouncin', whoop whoop
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| Loud and lit, Allan Poe poe shit
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| I’m bout to loose that blue
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| I’m bouncin', whoop whoop
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| Loud and lit, Allan Poe poe shit
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| I’m bout to loose that blue |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stockton, artist - Death Grips. Album song No Love Deep Web, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп