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lirik lagu lowkisch - xoxo

[hook]
hatin’ myself for the hand i was dealt, but i know i can change it, just gotta be better
talkin’ to ock ’bout the bread that i want, not talkin’ ’bout chopped, but i really want cheddar
raised up in church, give the glory to god, i be talkin’ a lot, but i’m not a “propheta” (pro~feta)
melt it and mold it the way that i want, change the blue into green, make that money then spend ’em

make all my opps run around like a chick with no head, make ’em dance around, then i’ma spread ’em
givin’ the d like i’m diddy, yeah, f~ck all those no’s ’cause i know that the yеs a contender
gather thеse b~tches like i am that mf t, bring the doom like i’m shootin’ berettas
shootin’ out blanks ’cause i had to climax so much, way the b~tches be suckin’ for dinner

[verse 1]
floodest be poppin’ out here, and he makin’ my beats, yeah, my brother, he really my n~gga
sharin’ the twins and they muh~f~cking throat ’cause my bank f~ckin’ splits when i’m ready to fill her
wastin’ my time, but i’m still makin’ money wherever i go, livin’ life like a filler
dragon ball z, i be movin’ b~llsy when i f~ck up that b~tch like we watchin’ a thriller

lowkisch be spittin’, he really a dealer
when i pull up, on my sides are my k!llers
f~ck any b~tch, just so long she a squealer
ain’t nothin’ here fake, ain’t n0body here realer

[verse 2]
slidin’ with rooney who bringin’ me steelers
got me a yn who told me he a stealer
sellin’ and scammin’ to help his mom’s healer
when he lost his lil’ brother, he turned to a beater
chop up the body and put it in freezers, i told y’all once that lowkisch is a dealer
playin’ with me like this sh~t is a game, but they listen along like it’s follow the leader
b~tches be playin’ with me, tryna hang it with me, but they never know what to consider
workin’ my ass in a job while i write out my life, and i show y’all my n~ggas believers

[verse 3]
i’ma retire my ass in a villa
raisin’ my kids, and i’m makin’ a village
before i die, i’ma settle my image
and let ’em all know why i mess with guerillas

i’m f~ckin’ king kong, but i’m big like godzilla
eatin’ my b~tch, and she taste like vanilla
punch you in yo’ jaw, and i knock premaxilla
i’m makin’ it clear that i’m that f~ckin’ n~gga

[verse 4]
hangin’ with hoes, but n0body here feelin’
go home to my mama and wash all her dishes
i sleep with a glock, yeah, i’m strapped with my switches
i’m movin’ in silent, don’t mess with no snitches

i’ll show you why everyone got on them stitches
send ’em to hospitals, give them they kisses
xoxo, yeah, you know i ain’t missin’
ain’t missin’ n0body, yeah, b~tch, i ain’t missin’
[verse 5]
pullin’ out racks, and i’m stackin’ my chips, but it’s more than a game when i bet like casino
she throwin’ it back like we flingin’ ’round cards, gotta play my hand right, ain’t no countin’ like chinos
i got the guac, and i’m whackin’ the moles, but it’s deeper than pits when they stink and need cleaners
i’m mini j. cole, b~tch, my name is lowkisch, and i’m tellin’ y’all stories that only lowkisch knows

[verse 6]
lowkisch the dealer, i’m back with a lesson
don’t ever switch up like t’s f~ckin’ sessions
y’all n~ggas not ready to see my possession
i’ll dial yo’ mama to say my confession

i love ownin’ n~ggas, that’s my new obsession
they callin’ me massa like it’s a profession
if we got a problem, then watch yo’ transgressions
i’d beat my own father with no indiscretions

[verse 7]
writin’ my story with ink from my blood, so my story can pierce and can bleed out in letters
i looked in the mirror to see what i lost, but i saw nothin’ there ’cause i never make errors
i beat b~tches up like my last name tyson, yeah, b~tch, i’ma buck it like damian lillard
she told me to wait, but i’m pavin’ my path, had to weave all my dreams like anansi did terrors

these n~ggas got money, then go put on pleather, when every jacket i own is real leather
these b~tch switchin’ up from these guys to a girl, they once called him henry, but now henrietta
i don’t mess with snakes, so i’m cuttin’ the grass with a blade, when i shave it, i make her feel wetter
she told me that no one can do what i do, and i told her i know ’cause i make her feel better
[hook]
hatin’ myself for the hand i was dealt, but i know i can change it, just gotta be better
talkin’ to ock ’bout the bread that i want, not talkin’ ’bout chopped, but i really want cheddar
raised up in church, give the glory to god, i be talkin’ a lot, but i’m not a “propheta” (pro~feta)
melt it and mold it the way that i want, change the blue into green, make that money then spend ’em

make all my opps run around like a chick with no head, make ’em dance around, then i’ma spread ’em
givin’ the d like i’m diddy, yeah, f~ck all those no’s ’cause i know that the yes a contender
gather these b~tches like i am that mf t, bring the doom like i’m shootin’ berettas
shootin’ out blanks ’cause i had to climax so much, way the b~tches be suckin’ for dinner

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