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D.O. - Thrax Flow Lyrics



D.O. - Thrax Flow Lyrics




I'm smoking on thrax
I sell you a duffle you know that shit taxed
Don't f*ck with a badge
I'm making that cash
I came from the rags
I'm geeked up I laugh
You coming in last
I'm toting a strap
I'm wearing my flag
I'm chasing the bag
I'm taking a drag
Off of the blunt
I fill it with runts
I do my own stunts
I'm redder than Hunt

Put the mag up in the air like it Nike
I'm spitting poison like that shit was Ivy
Blingin' my watch out that shit too shiny
Looking at my shoes that shit is too pricey
My aim impeccable
Chop you to vegetable
She eat the dick up like that shit was edible
Pop me a Perc' and I'm feeling incredible
Smoking on chemical
Totin' the dick bitch I'm totin' the genital
Bitch I'ma general
I'ma degenerate
I got the Tec and it's gonna get technical
My glock got dick and it's coming with testicles
You ain't ready
Knives on my fingers they calling me Freddy
'Po up a four that drank go to my belly
Bussin' with autos that shit ain't no semi
Bussin' with autos that shit ain't no semi

I'm smoking on thrax
I sell you a duffle you know that shit taxed
Don't f*ck with a badge
I'm making that cash
I came from the rags
I'm geeked up I laugh
You coming in last
I'm toting a strap
I'm wearing my flag
I'm chasing the bag
I'm taking a drag
Off of the blunt
I fill it with runts
I do my own stunts
I'm redder than Hunt

Sheesh
Sheesh
I'm geeked by E
Yea
Yea
Woo
Woo
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I'm smoking on thrax
I sell you a duffle you know that shit taxed
Don't f*ck with a badge
I'm making that cash
I came from the rags
I'm geeked up I laugh
You coming in last
I'm toting a strap
I'm wearing my flag
I'm chasing the bag
I'm taking a drag
Off of the blunt
I fill it with runts
I do my own stunts
I'm redder than Hunt

Put the mag up in the air like it Nike
I'm spitting poison like that shit was Ivy
Blingin' my watch out that shit too shiny
Looking at my shoes that shit is too pricey
My aim impeccable
Chop you to vegetable
She eat the dick up like that shit was edible
Pop me a Perc' and I'm feeling incredible
Smoking on chemical
Totin' the dick bitch I'm totin' the genital
Bitch I'ma general
I'ma degenerate
I got the Tec and it's gonna get technical
My glock got dick and it's coming with testicles
You ain't ready
Knives on my fingers they calling me Freddy
'Po up a four that drank go to my belly
Bussin' with autos that shit ain't no semi
Bussin' with autos that shit ain't no semi

I'm smoking on thrax
I sell you a duffle you know that shit taxed
Don't f*ck with a badge
I'm making that cash
I came from the rags
I'm geeked up I laugh
You coming in last
I'm toting a strap
I'm wearing my flag
I'm chasing the bag
I'm taking a drag
Off of the blunt
I fill it with runts
I do my own stunts
I'm redder than Hunt

Sheesh
Sheesh
I'm geeked by E
Yea
Yea
Woo
Woo
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Writer: Eknoor Deo
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Performed By: D.O.
Language: English
Length: 1:48
Written by: Eknoor Deo

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