Tryna cop grills staying broke son
Got no time for the beef stayin smoked up
I'm a god in the scene no jokes
What are you gonna do when your team's all broke up
F*cked
Scummin on the street?
Nest in the drip cause the boy brought heat
I'm elite
Flex on the cheap
Ski mask drip clique
Hush not a peep
You don't wanna talk to me
You don't wanna move this way
Cause I kicked the trap but I still get paid
All these pussy boys always tryna bite a big wave
I ain't cleaned up yet tell me how the dick taste
Big blades big blades but they don't chop
You a real fan
Rich but you won't cop
I ain't even got a roof of my own dog
Take this hound to the pound lots tryna cop my own spot
Woof
I don't really worry bout the man
There's a mob on my mind and a plan in the hand
I'm a junk head tripping while you booking flights to Dam
I been bouncing in a bally while you ouncing for a gram
That's a grind tho
You ain't too sharp
PinkDripClique never staying too dark
Do it for the love and the cash and the crew's art
Never really stressed where the rest of the hoods are
Oozy always tweaking like he topping off the mood chart
Tryna get my vape topped
Good cart
I don't need the clouds man I'm just tryna see straight
Stan Q Bricks
Like I'm writing them green tapes
I been sealing packs since the brand first splashed
Drip on demand for the gang who asked
Scummy on them paint fumes
Vandal for a laugh
That's a mob tag til I put it on a tat
Put it in the flesh like it's carved in the necklace
I miss my bitch yeah
I'm gettin neck less
I can't even find my limit like I'm headless
You could get schooled but you'd never really get this
Slippery Trashmouf - Couchmob (Feat. Lucas Versace) Lyrics
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Tryna cop grills staying broke son
Got no time for the beef stayin smoked up
I'm a god in the scene no jokes
What are you gonna do when your team's all broke up
F*cked
Scummin on the street?
Nest in the drip cause the boy brought heat
I'm elite
Flex on the cheap
Ski mask drip clique
Hush not a peep
You don't wanna talk to me
You don't wanna move this way
Cause I kicked the trap but I still get paid
All these pussy boys always tryna bite a big wave
I ain't cleaned up yet tell me how the dick taste
Big blades big blades but they don't chop
You a real fan
Rich but you won't cop
I ain't even got a roof of my own dog
Take this hound to the pound lots tryna cop my own spot
Woof
I don't really worry bout the man
There's a mob on my mind and a plan in the hand
I'm a junk head tripping while you booking flights to Dam
I been bouncing in a bally while you ouncing for a gram
That's a grind tho
You ain't too sharp
PinkDripClique never staying too dark
Do it for the love and the cash and the crew's art
Never really stressed where the rest of the hoods are
Oozy always tweaking like he topping off the mood chart
Tryna get my vape topped
Good cart
I don't need the clouds man I'm just tryna see straight
Stan Q Bricks
Like I'm writing them green tapes
I been sealing packs since the brand first splashed
Drip on demand for the gang who asked
Scummy on them paint fumes
Vandal for a laugh
That's a mob tag til I put it on a tat
Put it in the flesh like it's carved in the necklace
I miss my bitch yeah
I'm gettin neck less
I can't even find my limit like I'm headless
You could get schooled but you'd never really get this
Got no time for the beef stayin smoked up
I'm a god in the scene no jokes
What are you gonna do when your team's all broke up
F*cked
Scummin on the street?
Nest in the drip cause the boy brought heat
I'm elite
Flex on the cheap
Ski mask drip clique
Hush not a peep
You don't wanna talk to me
You don't wanna move this way
Cause I kicked the trap but I still get paid
All these pussy boys always tryna bite a big wave
I ain't cleaned up yet tell me how the dick taste
Big blades big blades but they don't chop
You a real fan
Rich but you won't cop
I ain't even got a roof of my own dog
Take this hound to the pound lots tryna cop my own spot
Woof
I don't really worry bout the man
There's a mob on my mind and a plan in the hand
I'm a junk head tripping while you booking flights to Dam
I been bouncing in a bally while you ouncing for a gram
That's a grind tho
You ain't too sharp
PinkDripClique never staying too dark
Do it for the love and the cash and the crew's art
Never really stressed where the rest of the hoods are
Oozy always tweaking like he topping off the mood chart
Tryna get my vape topped
Good cart
I don't need the clouds man I'm just tryna see straight
Stan Q Bricks
Like I'm writing them green tapes
I been sealing packs since the brand first splashed
Drip on demand for the gang who asked
Scummy on them paint fumes
Vandal for a laugh
That's a mob tag til I put it on a tat
Put it in the flesh like it's carved in the necklace
I miss my bitch yeah
I'm gettin neck less
I can't even find my limit like I'm headless
You could get schooled but you'd never really get this
Writer: Euan Mitchinson
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