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Doomsday

Album: Cordae Songs Durasi: 5:46
[00:21.09]Uh-huh, yeah-yeah
[00:34.91]Juice is eating a, uh, ice cream
[00:36.50]With, uh, lots of caramel (bitch)
[00:37.26]I just had a ice cream sandwich, M&Ms
[00:38.95]On a Eminem beat, ironically
[00:43.30]Yeah-yeah, three years
[00:46.49]Uh, uh, okay
[00:49.43]I'm the type to come in the game and just launch pain
[00:51.90]With a bronze frame and a tattoo of my mom's name
[00:54.27]This industry has nothing to offer beyond fame
[00:57.50]Time to take these niggas to school, LeBron James
[00:59.78]Lesson one, I'm a bad teacher who gave the class seizures
[01:02.79]Smash divas, stash reefer in the lab freezer
[01:05.55]I found the reefer Cordae stashed in the back of the lab
[01:08.11]So I'm in class, smokin' gas, slappin' the class preacher
[01:10.52]Bring the house down on you hoes, Queen Latifah
[01:13.10]I'm too fast, gettin' this cash
[01:15.02]Get in the way, get your brain bashed
[01:16.73]Chopper gon' smash, hittin' your face
[01:18.11]I'ma tie up, just like a shoe, my flow laced
[01:20.64]Y'all niggas so fake, wash your face in my showcase
[01:23.36]Fresher than Colgate, make hoes wait, I hold weight
[01:24.91]Bottle of Rosé in the Rolls, drivin' with road rage
[01:26.92]For ten days, off Xans, just tryna get paid
[01:28.72]And since the sixth grade I been great, no sensei
[01:31.66]My rent paid for ten days 'cause my pen's great
[01:34.03]I smoke ten Js with two hoes that go both ways
[01:37.16]Funny how two plus two equals foreplay
[01:40.11]Speakin' of foreplay, had this shit in the hallway with
[01:42.79]A nun on Sunday, I guess I'm just too blessed (whoa, ayy)
[01:44.95]Me and my nigga Juice WRLD takin' over the Universe
[01:47.78]You knew it first, got my mom Chanel with the newest purse
[01:51.99]Birkin bag, never hurt to ask, "What type of purse is that?"
[01:54.36]Something that's very fuckin' expensive, I deserve to brag
[01:57.14]I murder tracks, this isn't mumble, it's murder rap
[01:59.15]Type of shit your grandma understand with her old ass
[02:01.64]Spend a half a million, then go back and make some more cash
[02:04.34]The hair trigger Brazilian, you would get your whole hood waxed
[02:06.68]See, what you know about my life and my troubled past?
[02:09.04]Took the shuttle pass, hit the mall, I got double cash, copped the duffle bag
[02:11.81]Ten bands on my fuckin' ass, that's a subtle brag
[02:14.37]Hi Level, we be makin' moves, hit the huddle fast, ah
[02:17.42]Break the huddle, get a sack, that's a fumble on the play
[02:20.93]Not in my house, he look like Mutombo in the face
[02:22.45]Leave him spinnin' like a funnel cloud with lightning and some thunder
[02:25.16]Like the Wizard of O-Z, the way we carry him away (uh)
[02:27.48]Carry him, then bury him, barbarian
[02:29.50]Beef with anybody, even if you vegetarian
[02:31.88]My flow on ebola, your flow just need Claritin
[02:33.63]Runnin' laps 'round these chaps, it's embarrassin'
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