Dash from Quartz by Zippo Hebs

Flow on max like I'm on the rag
Stone cold mack spit boulderdash
Hold that door can't smack her ass
That's mine to grab, pants cling to that
Slide on through like lube or something louge so cool make ice in summer
Tune so true put waves in motion
Truth, no booze less paid consumption
Even a commercial wont pay enough
Feet in the dirt, don't give a fuck
Teeth gone hurt cause I clench my jaw
When I bust the nut, kool aid the wall
Mind on free, with a tank on E and a
Wrapped up tree like Christmas season
Slapped some seats on a nuke, let's eat hot peppers feeling like I just Kissed a demon

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• Michigan