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Incendiary

Saint Sleephuatong
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Lời Bài Hát
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Baby back it up

Take a splash in kerosene

Spread that hexamethylenediamine

Press the iron to your skull

You been burning up

I can feel it on your forehead

Everybody flammable matches on the warhead

Spent 6 months inside the k hole

Take you off the payroll

Light it up bringing out the big pole

Rolling with them big dogs

You a snake you a big boss

Binge watch every move I make

Krokodil and crocs

1 Of 1 you never seen this fit before

Drip so much that you washing up on top the shore

Pick up the glock and your hands start to crumble

So dam obnoxious dont talk you just mumble

Want that smoke like new york city street sewers

Head unscrewed you a brain tumor

Big boomer

Dirt inside my body

Percs inside this thottie

Shawty wanna be my friend until she spitting out that phlegm again

Now tell me when you drowning in the deep end

Off them percs got me feeling like a zombie

Stepping up in this b**h with the fucking tommy

Gun this tweaker down cuz he was acting cocky

Dissing motherfuckers is yung sailors hobby

I dont wanna talk cause I might kill yo ass

Play with my glock 40 like it is a brass

Your time is running out like a hour glass

Imma smoke you out like I smoke my gas

Incendiary out

Watch yo body turn to ash

Telepathic minds

Everybody knows you trash

This is a red flag

That im boutta fucking spazz

You never use your brain

When we pull up it gon flash

Bro dont hit me up

Imma make you sound like donald duck

I dont give a f**k

We gon run you over with a truck

Shootin up yo spot

Beat yo ass and call me juggernaut

We do things you cannot

Cause we never go for afterthoughts

Imma pop a perc pour a fifth of that lean

When I'm fucking on your b**h I put my d**k in her spleen

Niggas spending ever m**g dollar that they make

Couple eggs short of a dozen but I'm still getting that cake

I'm insane I think the hamster died that's running in my brain

And if you p**s do not f**k with me dont utter my name

B**h I'm finna run and get the check you can keep the fame

Couple bullets hit your body up and they forget your name

All these make believe internet numbers rotting niggas brains

You’re a swallower for followers that's why you don't make games

I dont mean paraplegic when I say these niggas lame

Niggas scrolling through they contacts when they recognize your name

Why you hating filled with envy cause you was only pretending

I get the benjis and I throw them b**h you know I love to spend it

I get the benjis and I throw them b**h you know I love to spend it

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