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Broke down whip back in 2-19, this year got a blacked out Rover Tickets sold out, ten thousand in fact, do maths - I'm a cashed out stoner But don't fuss, girl got the body-ody like Russ Family First to the grave with a big fat J all day You can smell my aroma like Broke down whip back in 2-19, this year got a blacked out Rover Tickets sold out, ten thousand in fact, do maths - I'm a cashed out stoner But don't fuss, girl got the body-ody like Russ Family First to the grave with a big fat J all day You can smell my aroma like One time, imma crank that One time my boy, be a soldier That's water, I'm off tap But blue with the flow when that boy going's colder That's eagle eyе when I'm raving A blacked out Falcon, avoid thesе vultures Why these emcees going Cardi B? Yeah she got an abortion and killed my culture Bar for bar, you don't get that Bruddah yeah I run the bar, the flow? flipped that Bruddah yeah I run the bar, it's Moe Szyslak So please get that, so please test that Still sun-kissed with the coke on a jet-ski Money comes in through the mountain dew I make it seven up to the max like Pepsi Letras de cancionesPlease test me, I still got brothers that break in like brocken I make me a hundred, instead we all hunters On one little face but the lyrics are popped You're still what you're not Yeah brother, I'm rich as a bitch, I got ladies that strip on the spot Enter your city and pick up your biddy and drive your Mercedes and whip on your block Yeah, look what I got, look what you're not, what? Ball out cause the week day pay slow 21 babes inside a black range Sometimes I go Drake on a Jhené Aiko Fuck the woman that she say they know A-O-C-E-O; Jeff Bezo Run the amazon, the buds from Babylon When the eyes real low, yeah the weed get fuego'd Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Please sever the letter and then test on a mic Come get it my brother, I been fresh for the vibe In groups I move weight, that's F45 Please slide, please try Bend your back and then bend off a line If your face is 2 but your waist is a 5 I'll make you suck dick till I make you a 9 Why? [?] You're the girl like rough when I fuck her Beat the back up, put the ass in a stretcher Make her left right, put mics on a bender Peng girl, where your friends are? Come 'round for the bender Give a fuck 'bout your man I'll Snapchat the dog and make your bae watch, go Carmen Electra I'll test ya, yeah me and my dogs - ladies and tramps I got some bitches I take on a flight and you all know that we fuck 'fore the plane even land Blakey the man, don't understand Damn - ruined your chance, boy won't last long Roll up with the import kush That's two in the gram then whoosh through the glass bong Inhaling, coughing This good shit till the old boy pass on Wheel on road, when I cycle I flow That's Tour De France and I go Lance Armstrong Oargh that's dope Scrub emcees, I don't need soap Fresh so clean, OutKast steez Three days deep, I don't use coke - jokes Bruddah on the tune go looney Tha-th-tha-th-tha-that's all folks! Yeah jokes get [?] please, call the crew come do me Daht-d-daht-d-daht, you all get smoked like OOOOORARGH One V ten of em Late night show, not Letterman All you cunts use too many drugs Looking slim, not shady, bruv you not Eminem Many men, ma-ma-ma-ma-many men Wish death on me, wanna test on me Tell em I got the sesh on me Ma-ma-many men, ma-ma-ma-ma-many men Ma-ma-many men, ma-ma-ma-ma-many men Wish death on me, wanna test on me Tell em I got the sesh on me like OOOOOOOOOOORARGH Broke down whip back in 2-19, this year got a blacked out Rover Tickets sold out, ten thousand in fact, do maths - I'm a cashed out stoner But don't fuss, girl got the body-ody like Russ Family First to the grave with a big fat J all day You can smell my-smell my-smell my- smell my That's not greatness, that's clout For the fakers and doubt I just cashed out All them times I was sad, wow look at man now Look, there's a man No no-no, look over there - man down I need bands, get ran down Rounded, it's all hand outs I'm the black Elon in the foreign with a [?] My life too live, eon Grind, I slide, for brioche In my sights on the tower in the sky, no monk put me on Power in my mind and my bag with a G on I shine - neon She shying me off, I'm not tired That's bad man - savage You love talking big, brother it's gassing I was just a kid, my niggas said "That's a [?]" How many is you been slanging? Now, oh nah you got a rack in I've seen your mum, you should know where her bag is I was up for a set, got my mum out of debt You're up and ain't done nothing but bragging Wake up, hella racks in my mouth Can't buy what you're trying to sell These rappers in line for girls, you see me inspire the world Won't hear a cry in the field She always comes before me, I'm kinda jel Then I fly right to her cell You know me, I fly right off the scales I got no chill in it, chilling with ChillinIt Mind your business, bitch I'm billing it Winning - I'm winning it On my life, winning shit, getting it They see me and get adrenaline Said he's a G but I see the felon in I'm ahead, somewhere you're never in She suck my dick til it's got no melanin Broke down whip back in 2-19, this year got a blacked out Rover Tickets sold out, ten thousand in fact, do maths - I'm a cashed out stoner But don't fuss, girl got the body-ody like Russ Family First to the grave with a big fat J all day You can smell my-smell my-smell my- smell my From Letras Mania