DYLAN ROSS - FORCE FLEX | Текст песни

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[Verse 1: Rozz Dyliams]
Hatches swing down
All I wanna hear is hollow tips whistle past my head cause I love the sound
I put you in a garbage bag and slam you on the ground
Wicked like wicked clown
I'm over the underground
No one like me anyway
long duct diggity do'
Mob on busters through the plus sign of my rifle scope
I ain't really the type that you should try to provoke
We ain't brethren
Ana got me clickin' quickly flippin' in a psycho mode
Rozz burn it all down
Fuck it let the world pay me
Cut you with a dull blade and show you what you really made of
Made into a savage who'll scalp ya like a native
What's the reason for my anger thousand reasons that I hate ya

[Drum Breakdown]

[Hook 1]
Six psychotic thoughts up in my head keep tellin' me to go an gettem'
to go an gettem' to go an gettem' to go an gettem'
[x2]

[Hook 2]
brains on the doorstep
money in the force flex [x4]

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