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D7 - Detox lyrics

Artist: D7

album: 7SZN


Ooh, the phonics, baby
7!
I've never been jail, but I swear down
I spend the bag on jailhouse credit
Feds want answers, tell 'em be ready
Been on the row so they know I get it
I was on crack couple years back, check your radar
Want that big, for sure, man shell it
Dem man wrap their lies and sell it
Same man send small shots like pellet
If we send back, that's a blast like Pele
Boys send smoke like it comes from LA
Heart and soul on the beat like René
Hate when they broke, no, no, young MA, huh
I ain't tryna get into little mix up over girls
That's not my MO
Essential see above things, say, "Ello!"
Summer time, palm mate's tracksuit's yellow
Air Force One's no crystal white
Gonna get you black, Air One's at night
Teacher's lit, gyal say I'm bright
Gyal like loose change, no way she tight (no way)
Grind don't stop all week
At Tallers, locked in the box, it's peak
Young nigga take that box for free
He was tryna see six near man, he like me
I've been tryna make ends meet
This bar's not cheese but it stink like feet
Each drink to the cash and the flash
Got bags in my eyes, I get minimal sleep
I got Henny in my cup all week
AP, gotta lick some freaks
Detox, gotta fly, do by you
AE, AE, gotta link some chics
I've been tryna make ends meet
This bar's not cheese but it stink like feet
Each drink to the cash and the flash
Got bags in my eyes, I get minimal sleep
I got Henny in my cup all week
AP, gotta lick some freaks
Detox, gotta fly, do by you
AE, AE, gotta link some chics
Seen it, seen it, this gyal batty shaped round like Venus
Oldschool like High Tops and feelings
Better than the new short toe at dealers
Yeah, I was in and out of Tina's
Same time tryin' to let go like Turner
Bro, bro cut of the wheel like Sheila's
How you gonna say you clapped man with no burner
I preed it, preed it, I bet half your squad they don't mean it
They're not your dogs, my bro, they're like Felix
Them niggas say they're straight but they're remix
I was bakin' off fat Rita's
Good energy, need a bit of that aura
Oldschool tick, blue fort like Nora
Like a light-skin from the ends like Cora
I gotta fly Bora Bora
First off, gotta get my shit in order
I bring the pack 'cross that border
Gotta get the pack cah I ain't no hoarder
If I take an L then I might ignore ya
Couple times been set back to a quarter
I soon tap man's daughter
Sooner my own neck and eyes like water
I've been tryna make ends meet
This bar's not cheese but it stink like feet
Each drink to the cash and the flash
Got bags in my eyes, I get minimal sleep
I got Henny in my cup all week
AP, gotta lick some freaks
Detox, gotta fly, do by you
AE, AE, gotta link some chics
I've been tryna make ends meet
This bar's not cheese but it stink like feet
Each drink to the cash and the flash
Got bags in my eyes, I get minimal sleep
I got Henny in my cup all week
AP, gotta lick some freaks
Detox, gotta fly, do by you
AE, AE, gotta link some chics

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