lirik lagu apollo the goat – shirt
[verse 1]
bad b~tch call me apollo
don’t forget the goat
had to buss it down
had to get it in the rose
put my d~ck up in her mouth and
make that b~tch choke
lights, camera action look at me how i pose
keep my sh~t off the map keep it on the low
in the studio cooking crack on the stove
f~cking on the b~tch yeah i keep it on the low
i’m f~cking on yo b~tch yeah i keep it on the low
b~tch i’m really bout to pull up in a f~cking wraith
four bands new watch had to flash it in her face
skinny b~tch skinny face she gonna give me face
flawless diamonds see me yeah i’m stunting in the place
let them bullets hit yeah we pick em up no trace
never chase a b~tch never finna be the case
i’m f~cking with yo b~tch bout to get to second base
we back in the wraith that’s the case we third base
[chorus]
counting my money it make that b~tch twerk
toting my uzi i’m not talking vert
new foreign b~tch yeah she just tryna flirt
new foreign b~tch put it right in reverse
playing with gang you get put in the dirt
six foot right under get put on a shirt
six foot right under get put on a shirt
playing with gang you get put in the dirt
[verse 2]
i’m finna run it up yeah counting all my stacks
yeah, i’m never giving up yeah
counting all my stacks yeah
it’s not even luck
keep on the on the gram and you bound to get bucked
you bound to get snuck
yeah your b~tch really f~ck
yeah my stick really tucked
did i fail to mention that your b~tch really f~cking f~cked
lots of money on me yeah i f~cking throw it up
she on my d~ck you know that she had to f~ck it up
slap that b~tches ass like pete did his momma
my brain is overloading cause i’m counting all these commas
all these n~ggas fake, yeah, all these b~tches problems
take that b~tch i f~ck her yeah i make that b~tch my dama
take her to j~pan we can go to yokohama
dropped a song blow up that sh~t like osama
taking care of these n~ggas like my name was obama
and i don’t f~ck with all the petty sh~t and all the drama
[bridge]
she hop like a bunny switching lanes
see right through you eyes like pain
my choppa six foot like lil wayne
shoot out the roof feeling like max payne
she hop like a bunny switching lanes
see right through you eyes like pain
my choppa six foot like lil wayne
shoot out the roof feeling like max payne
[chrous]
counting my money it make that b~tch twerk
toting my uzi i’m not talking vert
new foreign b~tch yeah she just tryna flirt
new foreign b~tch put it right in reverse
playing with gang you get put in the dirt
six foot right under get put on a shirt
six foot right under get put on a shirt
playing with gang you get put in the dirt
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