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Low-res life, 240p Pray to the dead man, get up on your knees Lo-Fi Desert Eagle in the night stand I got several reasons, I won’t fight man Snow caps on my fingers, I’m the ice man The type of show without even turnin' the lights on Every flow is just something for them to bite off I ain't the result of never taking one night off TeamSESH, imported on my vest Too clean, steralize [?], lights off Wax on, wax off, it’s a test Fucked them all with a [?], show me right now Up, high, down, low, too slow Now I know you can’t hang with the movement I never thought I would ever get shit That’s why I think it came way sooner Made a promise to myself I ain’t never gon' be broke again Sticky hands from the can Collecting of the rose, damn Stone foreign, got horses like Arthur Morgan See me in the section with the guys who important Smokin' on the gas just freshly imported Don’t plug the with the mob, you can get extorted Diamond necklaces, dope boy Jordans Letras de cancionesCut a bitch off quick if she get annoying I get money in the trap plus i get a torrent Smoke two fat blunts every single morning And I fade away after outer space Always been a reject, filling out a place Getting high just to coat with a day-to-day Lay my soul on the beat and the 808 Your bitch hit me, no, no, no, no Higher, higher moving slow-mo Money coming and money go, go I been on this all on the low Your bitch hit me, no, no, no, no Higher, higher moving slow-mo Money coming and money go, go I been on this all on the low From Letras Mania