CASISDEAD
Loosin’
Puffin' big blunts as I'm cuttin' the key
Fucked that bitch once and she's cuttin' the key
Model front seat, I'm just cuttin' my teeth
Some dumb cunt's cuttin' his eye but she's cuttin' with me
Makin' fuckers stare at some classy affair
Quick slip out to the car and had her arse in the air
With the dark tinted glass so you can't see in clear
Sippin' Grand Siécle, the answer to her prayers
Have my hand up her like some puppeteer
We made a racket, thought all I did was racketeer
Early mornin' hurt, she's gettin' ready for church
Sneakin' past the concierge hopin' there ain't a surge
Show put in work hopin' there ain't a search
See man stinkin' of 'erbs, eyes already blurred
Flirtin' with this bird, big batty absurd
Tryna fight the urge, losin'
Got these chicks blushin', dismiss a mistress
Got these chicks lustin', birthdays and Christmas
Got these chicks nothin', say she's at her friend's house
Got these chicks bluffin', see loads of feds about
Got these chicks stuffin', V10's just too loud
She won't stop torquin', right crep all creased up
You know man ain't walkin', all black I'm sportin', all white I'm snortin', ah
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