Pseudodemonio - Heaven Verse Freestyle
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Doing bad shit but I’d bet I go to hevean
Now you on the e way Glock took him to heaven
Speed run the block send a hunnid yo’ god
Got stretched all the way to heaven
Kicking chips in the club with a 8 and a dub with a chop out
Why the fuck is you mad? trynna call a cops out
Them boys from the north, see the pumps they drop south
Ducking law enforcement they be talking with a hot mouth
Took a page from big bro, know he made a coach in me
Air Force 1’s on 400 puffy snow fitted
Flip the ship up to the eco mode and click the stealth mode on
Smelling like the Gucci ganga come on timе to hit the lawn
Whip look like a spaceship whilе I battle with the bow
Sippin on some juice go 100 but I’m feeling slow
Break another gram down just to feel another flow
He ain’t had a hit since the bend that’s a rental bro
Three M’s keep me happy Money, music, more of 1
Tri-tripin’ of the pod fucked around and tip her ones
House look like a palace copped a temple just for fun
I be running up this pape can’t cut my traction are you dumb
You been failing in addition
Way I stack think I’m a scholar
Nothing strange for no change
Fly a fist there’s not a holler
Working by my own terms go and buy yo self a collar
Lockin’ up the spot breaking down the walls of yo’ daughter
Hit the stage like some road rage
Bust downs and gold chains
Hopin I don’t ever change
See the fam we getting paid
See a pussy he get slayed
Beat the pussy feeling slain
Throat goat she feeling strained
You get home you feeling drained
Yo bitch giving super brain
I don’t need her
The way mines do gotta say in game
Throw a threat worse than fumbles man let’s in the game
New watch a flashy chain
Strong ass glasses man this life is too insane
Now you on the e way Glock took him to heaven
Speed run the block send a hunnid yo’ god
Got stretched all the way to heaven
Kicking chips in the club with a 8 and a dub with a chop out
Why the fuck is you mad? trynna call a cops out
Them boys from the north, see the pumps they drop south
Ducking law enforcement they be talking with a hot mouth
Took a page from big bro, know he made a coach in me
Air Force 1’s on 400 puffy snow fitted
Flip the ship up to the eco mode and click the stealth mode on
Smelling like the Gucci ganga come on timе to hit the lawn
Whip look like a spaceship whilе I battle with the bow
Sippin on some juice go 100 but I’m feeling slow
Break another gram down just to feel another flow
He ain’t had a hit since the bend that’s a rental bro
Three M’s keep me happy Money, music, more of 1
Tri-tripin’ of the pod fucked around and tip her ones
House look like a palace copped a temple just for fun
I be running up this pape can’t cut my traction are you dumb
You been failing in addition
Way I stack think I’m a scholar
Nothing strange for no change
Fly a fist there’s not a holler
Working by my own terms go and buy yo self a collar
Lockin’ up the spot breaking down the walls of yo’ daughter
Hit the stage like some road rage
Bust downs and gold chains
Hopin I don’t ever change
See the fam we getting paid
See a pussy he get slayed
Beat the pussy feeling slain
Throat goat she feeling strained
You get home you feeling drained
Yo bitch giving super brain
I don’t need her
The way mines do gotta say in game
Throw a threat worse than fumbles man let’s in the game
New watch a flashy chain
Strong ass glasses man this life is too insane
