Lyrics Roach Mafia – #CERTIFIED Cypher

#CERTIFIED Cypher Lyrics – Roach Mafia

Singer: Roach Mafia
Title: #CERTIFIED Cypher

I just hit the blunt, now my life look like 〈.?.〉
Pack touched down, paper bag this ain’t no gucci purse
All browned out, i 〈.?.〉 with the gucci shirt
They like “tac come through”, i smoke mid bowl and make a movie first

We make movies 〈.?.〉, ain’t no scoobies
Kratom on the crepes and the steak, we get loopy
Off the green bean sh#t with the, we go stupid
I’m smoking like a train, i smell like 〈.?.〉

Fresh like phone, 〈.?.〉 for drone
〈.?.〉, give no f#cks
Sippin’ on water i feel like a shark
I’m in the water i’m f#ckin’ a f#ck

I’m in the water, swim like a duck
I’m with the roach, f#ckin’ a bug
I took kratom and the piss went brown
I order pizza with the cheese, 〈.?.〉

Dirty bread, like it 〈.?.〉
Do not call my cell ‘less you talkin’ money!
〈.?.〉, she f#ckin’ on the daily
That lil b#tch a 〈.?.〉, she suck me on the daily

I’m on her transit, i feel like cod zombies
The percs got me feeling like a zombie, a zombie
She tryna saw my new movie, feelin’ like rob zombie
After i f#ck that lil b#tch i tell her don’t talk to me

This stupid lil b#tch, please stop calling me
I swear it’s nothing personal i just gotta get this money please
This money turn my fingers green, b#tch i’m gardening
Just pulled up in a new rolls royce, i just got top from cardi b

〈.?.〉, you wanna talk to me?
I gotta put it in my bag like it’s a robbery
I think i’m filling up my cup with the new prophecy
I’m on my theory sh#t, but that’s just how it’s got to be

Margiela on my feet, giuseppe on my feet
I don’t like the nike cause it’s vietnamese
I don’t f#ck with vlone cause it’s chinese
I f#ck with the helmut lang cause it’s portuguese

I feel like 〈.?.〉 infamous when i smoke 3
I feel ricky cause i know my body
I feel like john travolta when i took an op
Google.com you can type in joeyy

I walk into the saks i look like 〈.?.〉
I seen your prada bag, i can tell it’s phony
I ran up a rack, 〈.?.〉 lonely
Put my neck on this 〈.?.〉 when the weather’s snowy

And that’s real rap, save your breath b#tch 〈.?.〉
If you waste up 〈.?.〉
〈.?.〉 wake up and i be taking cat naps
Big shed, big 〈.?.〉

Me and joeyy got a 〈.?.〉
I got a cup
Walk into the-, walk into the mall 〈.?.〉 crimson
Walk into the mall, finna walk around the store

Got the wings on me and i’m posted like a door
And i’m monclered down i just wanna buy the store
All my friends are trans, obama is a white man
He my best friend we do white man things

Yeah, he just gave me candy, yeah
Obama just gave me candy
This is certified, b#tch
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