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3rdSon - Splice (feat. Big Guess) Lyrics



3rdSon - Splice (feat. Big Guess) Lyrics




You know it's right, we can spin some flows tonight
I'm so precise, grab the mic and hold it tight
Go dope and hype, looking for some hoes to spike
Foul mouth like a UK dollar mic

Our shows is right, step to me, you know you might
Get rolled up, blazed up, and smoked for life
Big yes, the best, man, you know you're right
You did your best, 16, now hold my pipe

I'm cold as ice, despite the fact I'm old and white
Talk shit and I might choke, hold your pipe
We rollin' tight, don't front, you would slow the price
You wanna gamble with your life, then roll the dice

I'm a virus, sick over your whole device
Clone your mom, my persona, troll your wife
When it comes to beats and bars, guess there's no displace
The two so tight, and leave them cooking overnight

Slice you with a cleaver, even put your soul on ice
Get back, get back, man, I told you twice
I'm so contrite, don't let them take my home advice
Guess it's all up in your house, like a poltergeist

I'm the poster type, coffee with no coaster type
Might blow the night, all over the globe tonight
Might see me on a fly or a poster right
Flame on, someone's about to get toast tonight

I'm a virus, fly mouth like a UK Dolomite
My shows is right, step to me, you know you might
Get rolled up, blazed up, and smoked for life
It's big yes, the best, man, you know you're right

You did your best, 16, now hold my pipe
I'm cold as ice, despite the fact I'm old and white
Talk shit and I might choke, hold your pipe
We rolling tight, don't front, you was told the price

You wanna gamble with your life, and roll the dice
Don't front, you was told the price
The two so tight, and leave them cooking overnight
Slice you with a cleaver, even put your soul on ice

Get back, get back, man, I told you twice
I'm so contrite, don't let them take my home advice
Guess it's all up in your house, like a poltergeist
I'm the poster type, coffee with no coaster type

Might blow the night
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You know it's right, we can spin some flows tonight
I'm so precise, grab the mic and hold it tight
Go dope and hype, looking for some hoes to spike
Foul mouth like a UK dollar mic

Our shows is right, step to me, you know you might
Get rolled up, blazed up, and smoked for life
Big yes, the best, man, you know you're right
You did your best, 16, now hold my pipe

I'm cold as ice, despite the fact I'm old and white
Talk shit and I might choke, hold your pipe
We rollin' tight, don't front, you would slow the price
You wanna gamble with your life, then roll the dice

I'm a virus, sick over your whole device
Clone your mom, my persona, troll your wife
When it comes to beats and bars, guess there's no displace
The two so tight, and leave them cooking overnight

Slice you with a cleaver, even put your soul on ice
Get back, get back, man, I told you twice
I'm so contrite, don't let them take my home advice
Guess it's all up in your house, like a poltergeist

I'm the poster type, coffee with no coaster type
Might blow the night, all over the globe tonight
Might see me on a fly or a poster right
Flame on, someone's about to get toast tonight

I'm a virus, fly mouth like a UK Dolomite
My shows is right, step to me, you know you might
Get rolled up, blazed up, and smoked for life
It's big yes, the best, man, you know you're right

You did your best, 16, now hold my pipe
I'm cold as ice, despite the fact I'm old and white
Talk shit and I might choke, hold your pipe
We rolling tight, don't front, you was told the price

You wanna gamble with your life, and roll the dice
Don't front, you was told the price
The two so tight, and leave them cooking overnight
Slice you with a cleaver, even put your soul on ice

Get back, get back, man, I told you twice
I'm so contrite, don't let them take my home advice
Guess it's all up in your house, like a poltergeist
I'm the poster type, coffee with no coaster type

Might blow the night
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Writer: Chris Pollard
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Performed By: 3rdSon
Language: English
Length: 1:58
Written by: Chris Pollard

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