Lyrics Carnival Corpse - Fijimacintosh, Noirillusions, A1 Billionaire

Carnival Corpse - Fijimacintosh, Noirillusions, A1 Billionaire
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Carnival Corpse, artist - Fijimacintosh.
Date of issue: 23.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English

Carnival Corpse

Dress to impress, your bitch wet 'cause my neck
Ho, this water VVS, she’s a pet, I’m a vet
It’s a death to my threat, it’s a death to my ex
It’s a thot from the 'jects, she gon' fuck 'cause I’m next
Haters made, need a pack
Diamonds clear, just like glass
You talk shit, where you at?
Sippin' that lean out the glass
Play by the cards a nigga was delt
I fuck on your broad then put her on the shelf
I got two Glocks, the bitches, they help (Yeah)
I got a mop, cleaning by myself (Yeah)
Uh, lean with the Wock', go brazy (Yeah)
Ooh, how about fuck you, pay me (Yeah)
Ayy, lean with the Wock', go brazy (Yeah)
Ooh, how about fuck you, pay me (Woah)
Uh, how about fuck you, pay me (Yeah, woah)
Uh, lean with the Wock', go brazy (Brazy, woah)
Ooh, how about fuck you, pay me (Yeah)
Uh, lean with the Wock', go brazy
Lean with the Wock' (Wock')
Made me lean, made me rock (Rock)
I need lean in my stocks (Stocks)
In New York, I milly rock (Yeah)
I can’t hide it in my socks (Woo)
Cops come, we haul ass (Woo)
I got beams on my Glock (Woo)
And I shoot it, up the glass (Bitch), yeah, yeah
Baby, know we in it for the long ride (Bitch)
I ain’t gotta sprint, this been a long ride (Bitch)
Long time coming, it’s my damn time
Bitches look at me and say I’m handsome
Uh, lean with the Wock', go brazy (Yeah)
Ooh, how about fuck you, pay me (Yeah)
Ayy, lean with the Wock', go brazy (Yeah)
Ooh, how about fuck you, pay me
Uh, how about fuck you, pay me (Woah, woah, woah)
Uh, lean with the Wock', go brazy (Woah, woah)
Ooh, how about fuck you, pay me (Yeah)
Uh, lean with the Wock', go brazy
Lean with the rock (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got my soda filled with Wock'
Got a problem with the gang
You can meet my brand new Glock (Brrt)
Cryin' Codeine tears in a brand new lear
Diamonds water like a tear
Youngest flexer of the year
Your bitch singin', tote my Glock
Bitch, I’m really on the block (Huh?)
I got Ms in my bank account and I ain’t 21 (21)
Bitch, you dumb, keep a drum
Bitch, I come from the slums
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, brrt)
Your bitch stuck like a bunt
I got rich off the plug
Uh, lean with the Wock', go brazy (Yeah)
Ooh, how about fuck you, pay me (Yeah)
Ayy, lean with the Wock', go brazy (Yeah)
Ooh, how about fuck you, pay me
Uh, how about fuck you, pay me (Woah, woah, woah)
Uh, lean with the Wock', go brazy (Woah, woah)
Ooh, how about fuck you, pay me (Yeah)
Uh, lean with the Wock', go brazy

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