Closed Sessions - Break Ya Neck lyrics

rate me

I always get the hatred, and still it means nothing

That’s why you quite as fucking,

I’m cuffing your bitch and mean mugging

Gym class coach, license plate from Tennessee

She see me punching in the cold

Saying she wanna come with me

Hungary like the race I raise for place with cook meals

I’m over drunk and sweet, she want that Donald trump beat

Pull up in the front seat, coup rum flow

Lyrically matambo, bitches booing

And my mother’s gumbo

Eye wolf liars at the circus hearing dumbo

Arsenal carter, no fliest sparker simmer

Those are brush firest naturally happen in the winter

He got ... he gasing, ignite it in the sprinter

Recycle smoke from the second hand package

I carry weight like stress baggage

I fucking move the package across the adlist

Drop the money off at the address

Pick your pocket, now you brackish in the box, jack nigga.