ALL THE STROBE

Ay, ay gotta do it in my own way
To the limits till the last digits

Draw me first, but after three that i'll run

Got your trace like all in low
Race your pace like i'm in show
Pose
All the strobe
Showing all the flicker
On a technically approached volt boasts

I chose me
And my prolific gimmick trick
And aint mimic critics in it
Systematic
I am sarcastic
You aint have it
All these accolades, on your name. You?
You got carried
We all parrot
Golden keygen for my hearts
This ain't bars
Pumpin gas on my plugs
Pullin graph on my yards

Like shitloads of zip
Comp this shit i wip
I stick the grip
And i dipped

If u wanna log-chip
I'll clip my blue chip
If u wanna make it quick
Then heres my kick flip



Credits
Writer(s): Akbar Firdaus, Dimas Prasetya
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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