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Trim
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Vending Machine
You can all pretend to be me Now you can buy a Trim in every Vending Machine. It comes with it's own flow and several beats. Couple marshmallow's over edible sweets. But the reason 's not included as lauded as it seems if you follow the instructions you make music like a G. Friends give me fuck him. 'He ain't nothing but a leech' Girls that didn't like you mind if you could, please.
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You'll find him in the streets, tooking some shit like 'Trim got that styling off of me.' They can suck dick won't get a smile off of me.
Most likely when I'm rhyming off the beat Indirect lyrics that I slightly didn't mean. I am running out of paper so I'm writing on trees. With a liquid lightsaber and mouthful of grease. If the kids got tricks you'll find them up on your sleeve.
Remind me not to breath.
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