lirik lagu goatedvon – no autotune 2
(intro)
von, why you do that, man?
(verse 1)
twinkle twinkle little star
bullets bright just like a star
ball on these n~ggas like abdul~jabbar
i just bought a foreign car
f~ck a bad b~tch and she off a perc
f~ck and kick her out, she called me a jerk (haha)
glock make a n~gga dance, like footwork
i’m finna go dumb, i~ n~gga, i’m finna go berserk
that b~tch say she love me, i know she f~cking lying
i quit k!lling n~ggas because blood is terrifying
i thought that b~tch was a thot, she just verifying
just beat the f~ck outta an obese n~gga, he was f~cking crying
put it so deep in her, she started f~cking crying
i’m not doing drugs, i’m not tryna be dying
and i put it on her cakе, like some f~cking icing
that b~tch finna make mе crash, hoe, i’m f~cking driving
shot a n~gga in his head, now he f~cking dying
he broke down like some glass, no magnifying
i was in my feels when my b~tch left me, i was f~cking crying
since he fold like clothes, we left him f~cking drying
i hop on the song in demon timing
i’m in the plane traveling, i’m f~cking flying
we cuddling, i’m not derrick, but sum’ f~cking rising
go to the barber, you need a f~cking lining
my dad used to cut my hair, we was broke, so he gave me f~cking linings
(verse 2)
i don’t need autotune, i’m still using it, i feel like t~pain
my b~tch just left me… pain
body slam a n~gga like i’m roman reigns
grew up a broke black n~gga, i can’t complain
just f~cked a fat white b~tch from ukraine
got a fine darkskin, she look like china anne mcclain
i’m super fly, i’m an airplane
i feel like an nba champion how i sip on this champagne
but i can’t drink till i’m 21
i be trolling, i do this sh~t for fun
balling on n~ggas like kris dunn
aye, f~ck it up
b~tch on my d~ck, she f~ck it up
getting a bag, i can’t f~ck it up
aye, you got lucky but yo luck is up
tryna diss me, you get chalked up
free all my n~ggas that’s locked up
shooting n~ggas, i put my glock up
he saw me with my uzi, he thought, “f~ck”
he a blood? well, that’s what he coughed up
nah, we chilling, i don’t g~ngb~ng
me and your granny in the sheets going bang, bang
glock 19 got a d~ck, it’s finna go bang, bang
bullets hit you like bang, bang
my car and my b~tch, d~mn, everything foreign
she latina, she ecquadoran
bad b~tch, she latina, she ecquadoran
k!ll his parents but we ain’t k!ll the kid, now he an orphan
in a coupe and its roaring
pull up wit a martin, no lawrence
lean, that’s what we pouring
(outro)
von, why you do that, man?
i made the beat too, n~gga
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