Paradise (Ft. Blew Flame) Aeo


Verse 1 (Aeo)

What's the damn subject matter
You know what it don't even matter
Flow dripping like an old bladder
Wet flow spit fire that's smoke
Fuck it let's go
At all ya'll neck cutting throats
Grind till I got a house maid and a moat
Accept nothing less than dying a goat
Told y'all niggas
Fuck it let's go
I'm just checking for checks straight stacking my dough
My bars got bars straight stacking this flow
This inscription the matrix I'm cold with these codes
But I'm bragging right now and you probably don't know
Excuse me my bad where the fuck are my manners
We outchea for real call me Aeo the camper
From the sticks in the woods call it home or the hood
Got cold in the winter got heat from the oven
Now hoes treating me like my nickname mclovin
That's an icebox to a nice box
Hair long bitch don't touch on these locs
Got to get these knots not an option to not
Nigga

Chorus

It's a paradise paradox
Paradigm about paradise
Pair of dimes rolling a pair of dice
Paradigm about paradise
Pair of dimes rolling a pair of dice
The paradise paradox
Fucking Paradise

Verse 2 (Blew Flame)


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