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Lyrics Blanco - Memphis

In my money bag, not Memphis
A military mic, defenseless
Dangerously bad, she's a temptress
(a a a b) I got a dentist and he's reckless
Two black hands on a wap, sepsis
This cinderella bad like the stepsis
Does more than you but you're sexist
You was desperate for the guest list
Not in Memphis, I'm in Tennessee
Free H triple times, no pedigree
Assist for the crime, an accessory

Bro with the mask doesn't need a necessity
Ghoul in the night with Ken Kaneki
And he brought tools to the fight, hood analogy
I don't need friends I got family
Sword on my leg in the cab, Final Fantasy
Copycats using the Sharingan
Stay in your lane, I ain't arrogant
3' SD 3' Sharingan
Great impact on the field, top talisman
Was all in the Ford, Harrison Ford
Dinger focus, I'm intelligent
He ain't bang waps, he a celibate

New mash, hold a mango 'cause it's delicate
Construction team for the parcel
Run through doors like Takeshi's castle
Need a Duchess like the Markle
Old ones stepping on toes metatarsal
Corns bopping for the sparkle
Trench babies, we ain't walking on marble
Jump out, let it sing, no Carpool
Dark rituals get the blood then you gargle

Oh Visht, said reach for the stars, I ain't reached it
Had my heartbroken, couldn't treat it
Had a smile but inside I was trist', yeah
In an unmarked car, policing squad
Release them dogs, they're retreating
Ha-Hang where they are no key risk
I don't judge yards and the legal proceedings
Pu-Pu-Pull up in all sorts never in your court
Bro had it saw for, dripping in your sauce
And he get abs, he ain't normal
My guys buss cases, plural

Moved out the ends, so I'm out where it's rural
Come back you think you're immortal, two
Hunt in the night nocturnal, three
All of my guys 'til they caught all 4
I don't have a thought, bring it all out
Game in my hands, not a Fallout
My government name is what they call out
I get Klay Thompson when I ball out
Draw for the sword in the night, it's a draw out

Skin tone like the Rambo, claws out
Got it out the mud, couldn't crawl out
All might, one for you, all out
Innocent until proven guilty
Filthy, turn a brown face to a milky?
Walk in, Samurai steel in the building, fielding
She wan' keep it Peter Shilton?
Need to see M's like Denilson
Front three's gone so we need a Reiss Nelson
Weren't made for this life I was built in
And I'm still chasing the bag, so I shield it

In my money bag, not Memphis
A military mic, defenceless
Dangerously bad, she's a temptress
I got a dentist and he's reckless
Two black hands on a wap, sepsis
This Cinderella bad like the step sis
Does more than you but you're sexist
You was desperate for the guest list