​dracula flow 2 lyrics

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PLUMMCORP RECORDS


[Verse]
That pus*y better stank, otherwise I don't want it
Popped a Perc 30, got straight to f*ckin'
That pus*y dulce, smokin' fentanyl-laced cereal milk, I see God
This sh*t ain't nothin' to me, man
That pus*y got me screamin', cryin', p*ssin', sh*ttin', shootin' ropes
Yeah, we gettin' that Pirate Bay, alien shish kabob, cordyceps money
I hope them aliens are real, so that I have more things to f*ck
Smokin' the Qui-Gon Jinn, Vietnamese, Phillips-head runtz
She suck me, like a cordless Dyson V8
I'm in a k-hole lickin' balloon knot
When I got the meat cannon, I bе shootin' straight rope
This sh*t ain't nothin' to me, man
Chanel optics got mе seein' sh*t
I need fentanyl, slime
I just popped a whole garbanzo bean, f*ck you mean?
I smoke real Emrānī, rapscallion ghost nuggets
Y'all can't f*ck with me
I'm him, I been him, I will continue to be him
Yellow rubies glistenin', like p*ss
Gulpin' sea monkeys by the gallon, my tummy feel crazy
That coochie yummy, slime
That coochie doin' it for me, slime
They thought they could stop a demon, I'm back
The zaza got me speakin' Esperanto
This sh*t ain't nothin' to me, man
We out here cloud seedin', the scope gleamin'
You can't trust me, I don't even trust myself
I don't even know who I am anymore, I'm gettin' too much money
Ass so fat, I'm peakin' off this Danny Phantom, slime
Can you remind me who I am?
Get the president on the phone now
I fronted him a brick, I need my money
Hello? Blac Chyna?
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