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lirik lagu lime king - vitamin b

[intro]
haha
buh!
i gotta let this sh~t ride for a little bit, waypast just went way too dummy
buh!
i’m really surrounded by greatness, huh?
from the council i keep to my boys in the states
guess i got the midas touch in this b~tch
hahahahaha, shuh!

[verse]
opp’s glock must be hetero, he barely aim for sh~t
why you flexing on insta? boy, go and pay the rent
your main b~tch is my side, and i’m the favorite
all the p~ssies talking ’bout my raps have never made a hit (brrrah!)
where is the saliva? b~tch, sloppy is the top i like (d~mn right!)
b~tches tryna f~ck, i check her arm for the copper pipe (brrrah!)
night shift janitors, we popping out with mops tonight
winning comps and thеy still underestimate mе on the mic
i was raised on busta, meth, and f~cking redman
so i bust the mech until he’s f~cking red, man (boom boom boom boom!)
in the bust or neck whenever i get head, man
that boy must respect or he a f~cking dead man
he must not like the living, cause we could pull up to his block in five minutes
we gon’ see how many bullets we can slide in him
all my shooters got aim like they got a little ’tism
i stay dripping in raf simons and black women with ass thicker
ain’t no plastic in them, haters mad that i’m smashing them
i’mma stay ’bout my cash, i never lack vision
sh~t monastic how your b~tch be kicking my tap rhythms
if that boy talking smack, then i’m packing a gat, let it blast
turn a square to a whack prism
raising arms like it’s fascism
pop a cap in his cap, turn him to a vegetable, capsicum (yeah!)
guess we gon’ pepper his bell
he gon’ mention that he a stepper, forgetting i’m a stepper as well
cause b~tch, i earned my respect, now i get checks
and i check into best westerns to have s~x with a broad
and when she dozing off, she ain’t gon’ get a farewell
the only people talking ’bout me either dead or in cells, or incels
flows as dry as they d~ck is
i swear that boy’s d is deficient in vitamin b~tches, ugh
i can bag a hoe without the holy matrimony
p~ssy like a bag of holding, i can barely feel the sides
half these rappers boast about their quotes but they gon’ lack riposte
so i know a ghost wrote those raps, don’t lie
now they dash to note about my flows
i’mma grab the b~st~rd’s throat, make the f~cker choke for the second time
they tryna be me or my slimes
thing is they cannot compete with the lime king, shuh!
[outro]
and to all the old heads talking sh~t on my name
you don’t know sh~t about the sh~t i do, so how the f~ck you finna yap and yap and keep putting some disrespect on the name?
when [?] himself came to me, pulled me aside, and told me the sh~t that i was doing, the sh~t that my kids are doing, was the future of the sh~t he created, so suck my f~cking d~ck
f~ck!

- lirik lagu lime king

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