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Dallston
Lyrics
Chorus
Round in the chamber, mind on the danger
Southside rollout, fast lane changer
Grit in my voice, ice, no stranger
Nights on the line, ride like a ranger
Post-Chorus
Locked and loaded, I ain't gon' fold it
Pressure, we hold it, cold with the motives
Verse 2
Swangin' on the curb, triple gold wire
Powered by pain, set the city on fire
Leather so soft but my heart's grown tired
Eyes in the rearview, serpents conspire
Move in the hush, don't talk on the phone
Dirt on my ones, still make it alone
Fade with the phonk, grip wood on the throne
Sins in the air, but I've always known
Pre-Chorus
Blades up, I ride slow through the rain
Loyalty comes, but never with chains
Hope in the smoke when I roll through the plains
Outlaw bred, ain't nothin' changed
Chorus
Round in the chamber, mind on the danger
Southside rollout, fast lane changer
Grit in my voice, ice, no stranger
Nights on the line, ride like a ranger
Post-Chorus
Locked and loaded, I ain't gon' fold it
Pressure, we hold it,
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