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Kitz Willman - Trunk Function

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Yo what up?
You’re riding with Kitz Willman
The tire squealin
Supper eatin
Lava producin
Coyote howlin

Kitz Willman on the track
Bring it back
How I function
Conjunction junction
It’s that make your trunk shake
Car quake
Kinda track, Jack
Costco kid wanna snitch on my CD rack

Kitz Willman on the track
Bring it back
How I function
Conjunction junction
It’s that make your trunk shake
Car quake
Kinda track, Jack
Costco kid wanna rat on my sample stack

I got friends that play Wembley
I got friends that play shows when the venues are empty
Kitz!
Willman!
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