The Symbol Lyrics - Action Bronson

Fuck it, throw it up on the floor shit 

Get the cleaning lady 

My bad! Hey yo! 

In only one considered as a veteran 

Top of the line, the whip look like tropical line 

.locked by the spine 

Doing a murder seven thirty, then they fly at night 

Shit! 

Head spring, head twisted to the buick 

You say you're doing shit but never do it? 

I say i'm doing shit and i do it 

Never going back to work. 

Huh, vultures flying over the cock 

As bitches blowing on my dick like a... 

Throw some grass up, aim a little east of the target 

My brain was sculptured in... 

Never mention all the crime up in the part of, never! 

Serve like eva. Up in the rental 

The cheese has been assembled 

They receiving help benefits and dental 

The land was laced with. 

Right foot touched the pedal! 

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From now one i just assemble 

Hundred dollar drugs smoke at the window 

Paper plates, i never had a license 

Could always cash, we're smoking spices 

Tripple lindsey out the g, landing to a splint 

Get up in the spin, doggie, i'm the shit! 

You're staying broke, like morty with a hit 

Huh, catch me on morty with my bitch 

Fuck with me! 

The wit gymnast jump out the current to the river 

The splash on the dime 

Straightforward money cash on the side 

.i want that bastard alive 

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My bitches asses like an apple 

You see me looking stunning 

Your boy is ill with the finest 

Is garry painting at the pill for the sonics? 

You're still an artist, and to be brutally honest 

Your shit is garbage! 

Dog up in a. My shoes are still alive 

From late victoria, fuck the .in the corridor 

I gamble aura up, hoes that drag me in the foreign truck 

One is riding me, the other one is rolling up 

Pray the signs they don't pull me over 

If they do, then the fun is over 

.mother fuckers been a musket holders 

Just raggle cheese on top of me, you let it crushed over! 

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From now one i just assemble 

Hundred dollar drugs smoke at the window 

Paper plates, i never had a license 

Could always cash, we're smoking spices 

Tripple lindsey out the g, landing to a splint 

Get up in the spin, doggie, i'm the shit! 

You're staying broke, like morty with a hit 

Huh, catch me on morty with my bitch 

Fuck with me!