ColdConversationsOnBurnerPhones

Fresh off the porch, undefeated, it's me

Leave you torn and distressed like Hollister jeans

Fuck you and who supports you, they lyin' through their teeth

I'ma take 'em to the woods, I'ma show 'em how to eat

I bathe in the smoke, I lay in the leaves

The only reason that these pussies wanna say they don't breathe

Everybody

And look, if you took in his house, you would've been flat out

They ain't the type to come, maybe just, maybe just

They're for a loop 'bout that motherfuckin' trade code

They're the big deal just tryin' to come, big fo'

And look, if you took in his house, you would've been flat out

They ain't the type to come, maybe just, maybe just

They're for a loop 'bout that motherfuckin' trade code

They're the big deal just tryin' to come, big fo'

Sippin' bourbon, Lex Suburban

Rollin', brought that bitch to burnin'

Chillin' like a clip of murder

Scorchin', how that pistol burn 'em

Bitch, it's hard when killers lurkin'

Discussin' only on burners

Repercussions, life or death

Be slicker how you watch your focus

Yo' bitch look like she refurbished

Got the new crib fully furnished

Rappers always fallin' off

But SESH ain't never loggin' off, what

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

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