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lirik lagu babytron - punchgod 4

[intro]
ooh, sav k!lled it
alright, alright

[verse 1]
let me paint a picture for you, it’s the summer of ’01
i ain’t crawlin’, sh~t, i’m walkin’, thinkin’ ’bout that run
the whole world don’t even know what’s finna come
the beginning of an era, god of the punch
only costed forty cents, i still ain’t have enough for lunch
yeah, i caught a couple hands, but still ain’t have enough for hutch
how you want smoke and you ain’t got enough for crud?
i was down before, it’s safe to say can’t get enough of up
she is not my type if she can’t get enough of clubs
me, i’d rather up the blues than have enough of dubs
the zaga stank, you would think it had enough of tuggs
m~ffins in the blunt, we off the blueberry cruffin runtz
put your knuckles up before your body end up bundled up
that honey you ain’t got to your name, i beat and crumpled up and shot it in the trash, kobe
james times two, i’m in the rango, me and brodie
commander cubic zirconium, dude just a jabroni
unc’ don’t want no fast dude, can catch him zoomin’ in an oldie
off the psilocybin, guess that this a shroomy testimony
everything louis on my body but the rollie
funny built~ass b~tch hide her booty with emojis
everybody play the asics, i get groovy in sauconys
this some zaga za, i guarantee you woozy off a stoney
hawaiian tea, i’m trippin’ with the uzi like i’m tony
l~o~m, man, i learned that sh~t from rudy and the ogs
it’s time to get this weight up, dude, he need some protein
ew, green like dew, we need some codeine
tryna be like me? ooh, you gon’ need some more cheese
this the type of chicken, fly with his head cut off
he tried to run away, gon’ die with his legs cut off
you know that field full of landmines, don’t set some off
dirty~ass ho and her friends havin’ bedbug~offs
oh man, how did life come to this?
i’m d~mn near seventy~five percent done with my bucket list
freaky ho chasin’ sacks like she aidan hutchinson
i checked everywhere in the crib and up in the whip
even dug in my pocket, still ain’t find a f~ck to give
t~a~g~m, i’m just thinkin’, “who the f~ck is him?”
whole team doin’ good, one word, thirstington
lil’ brodie up fifty, one word, huntingtons
rip to pac, i got this b~tch above the rim
neighbors don’t even know i rap, call me by my government
lil’ brodie bang red, throwin’ up the double neck
supreme leader of the sh~t talkin’, bring some doublemint
lil fuzz’ll hit that b~tch from half~court, payton pritchard
let me take you back to square one, i’ma paint the picture
we’ll clash with your clan, but my cup ain’t elixir
i ain’t been myself lately, you would think i ate a snickers
back to the basics, sh~t, that’s what i’m best at
when we joyride them strikes, we don’t got no jetpacks
lil’ brodie on the route, finna do the metcalf
i was ricky with the chip, had all of the vets mad, ayy
[break]
hm, hey
hey, hey, hey
sbdsm

[verse 2]
when the za man take too long, i turn to meanie pants
tell her, “f~ck no,” i got a hall of fame meanie bag
b~tch on the ‘gram actin’ rich, but her td fat
why he actin’ like he all mad and he got peewee stacks?
i done turned the water 41 b~tch to fiji black
we can’t find him or his pops, where his titi at?
we can’t find titi neither, where his granddad at?
we can’t find his papa, where his great nana at?
you the biggest favor of ’em all
all these pints of tris, sh~t, clifford the red dog
i’m the biggest dawg, why she sniffin’ on my draws?
tryin’ all seventeen~hundred, i might tip over the wall
jorge shippin’ ’em off
neph’ only job to make sure them dishes get washed
all that stay in school, i’m happy i didn’t listen to y’all
off seal of sixteen, sh~t, we sip it by gulps
p~u~n~c~h~g~o~d
play it from the—

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