Sleazyworld Go Lyrics
"Vanish Mode"

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(Damn, Rage, you goin' crazy)
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Put the trenches on my shoulders, threw the hood up on my back
She like, "These kids keep on gettin' killed," I promised my mama I ain't gon' lack
I keep 'bout fifty stuffed in this Glock, bitch, we got shots and we got straps
I hate a bitch that have my cell phone number 'cause these hoes be gnats

The way this chopper get to twitchin' bitch look like it's special ed
I fap niggas down with this stick if you want a hat aim at his head
I don't just fuck and give hoes dick, poke out ya lips I want some head
This Glock needa learn how to walk I just went bought this ho a leg
I pray death upon my opps, I catch me one he know he dead
I was gon' shoot out the whip, might hop out, walk 'em down instead
Thought he was a shotter 'til them shots rang an tore up his dreads (damn, Rage, you goin' crazy)
We the reason them switches hot, bitch, free my brother out them feds

Put the trenches on my shoulders, threw the hood up on my back
She like, "These kids keep on gettin' killed," I promised my mama I ain't gon' lack
I keep 'bout fifty stuffed in this Glock, bitch, we got shots and we got straps
I hate a bitch that have my cell phone number 'cause these hoes be gnats

I hate a bitch that have my number I can't give a hoe receipts
I only text hoes in vanish mode, you screenshot me, bitch, I'ma see
I fucked you on the first night, bitch, how you goin' talk down on me
Clean that little pussy with some wipes, lil' ho, you triflin' for the streets
I met this one little bitch in Texas she ate dick 'til I was soft
I tried to move that ho little head I had to push her to get her off
I went bullet-proof the whips move around the city like I'm Dolph (damn, Rage, you goin' crazy)
I don't do payments ain't shit rented everything you see with me I bought

Put the trenches on my shoulders, threw the hood up on my back
She like, "These kids keep on gettin' killed," I promised my mama I ain't gon' lack
I keep 'bout fifty stuffed in this Glock, bitch, we got shots and we got straps
I hate a bitch that have my cell phone number 'cause these hoes be gnats