Blood spill, imma ride or die, faint in it
Patch up the holes with the screws, put a stake in it
Blue bottle, bev red for the chasing it
Whip V6, going 30 plus the state limit
'Boutta cut a f*ck's throat cause he blabber with his slack jaw
Burning raw rubber in the parking lot past dawn
Eyes red as hell, smoking, chilling on my back lawn
Say nothing to him when he looking like he lack, dawg
Blood spill, imma ride or die, faint in it
Patch up the holes with the screws, put a stake in it
Blue bottle, bev red for the chasing it
Whip V6, going 30 plus the state limit
'Boutta cut a f*ck's throat cause he blabber with his slack jaw
Burning raw rubber in the parking lot past dawn
Eyes red as hell, smoking, chilling on my back lawn
Say nothing to him when he looking like he lack, dawg
Pipelinelol - State Limit Lyrics
Pipelinelol - State Limit Lyrics
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Blood spill, imma ride or die, faint in it
Patch up the holes with the screws, put a stake in it
Blue bottle, bev red for the chasing it
Whip V6, going 30 plus the state limit
'Boutta cut a f*ck's throat cause he blabber with his slack jaw
Burning raw rubber in the parking lot past dawn
Eyes red as hell, smoking, chilling on my back lawn
Say nothing to him when he looking like he lack, dawg
Blood spill, imma ride or die, faint in it
Patch up the holes with the screws, put a stake in it
Blue bottle, bev red for the chasing it
Whip V6, going 30 plus the state limit
'Boutta cut a f*ck's throat cause he blabber with his slack jaw
Burning raw rubber in the parking lot past dawn
Eyes red as hell, smoking, chilling on my back lawn
Say nothing to him when he looking like he lack, dawg
Patch up the holes with the screws, put a stake in it
Blue bottle, bev red for the chasing it
Whip V6, going 30 plus the state limit
'Boutta cut a f*ck's throat cause he blabber with his slack jaw
Burning raw rubber in the parking lot past dawn
Eyes red as hell, smoking, chilling on my back lawn
Say nothing to him when he looking like he lack, dawg
Blood spill, imma ride or die, faint in it
Patch up the holes with the screws, put a stake in it
Blue bottle, bev red for the chasing it
Whip V6, going 30 plus the state limit
'Boutta cut a f*ck's throat cause he blabber with his slack jaw
Burning raw rubber in the parking lot past dawn
Eyes red as hell, smoking, chilling on my back lawn
Say nothing to him when he looking like he lack, dawg
Writer: Gerard Lepping
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