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lirik lagu nobodys collective - rip roach

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intro:
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ayy
(uh, uh, uh, uh)
ayy, ayy
(n~gga, where the f~ck is the…?)
ayy

[verse 1: byron]
cocaine for my breakfast (what?)
hold that pistol ambidextrous, uh (yeah, yeah)
p~ssy boy talk reckless (ayy)
he might end up on a stretcher, uh (yeah, b~tch)
f~ck with my set (ayy)
you get wet, like a p~ssy, yeah (yeah, yeah)
sauce, what i spilled (yeah, yeah)
on my kilt, she need milk, okay, like (ayy, ayy)
xxx on a k!llstreak, huh (b~tch)
you p~ssy n~ggas rice krispie, uh (what?)
f~ck a white b~tch on a six~speed (yeah)
six stars like gta, k!ll me, uh (f~ck)
it’s more money i’m getting (ayy)
if a n~gga try to take, wig~splitting ’em (ayy)
shouts out to my zoe, thеy k!lled my vro (yeah, yeah)
so, b~tch, off rip now, i’m likе— (ayy)
[chorus: byron]
mama raised a soldier (huh? yeah)
not no b~tch, not no b~tch, yeah (yeah, what?)
mama raised a soldier (huh? yeah)
not no b~tch, not no b~tch, uh (yeah, ayy)
mama raised a soldier (yeah, yeah)
not no b~tch, not no b~tch, uh (yeah, ayy)
mama raised a soldier (yeah, what?)
not no b~tch, not no b~tch, yeah (huh)
mama raised a soldier (huh? yeah)
not no b~tch, not no b~tch, ayy (yeah, okay, you all right?)
rip, my zoe, ayy (yeah, uh)
rip, my zoe, okay (uh, yeah)
rip, my zoe, ayy (huh? yeah)
rip, my zoe, okay (hey, all~all right?)
rip, my zoe, yuh (yeah, yeah)
rip, my zoe, okay (yeah, yeah)
rip, my soul (haha, ayy, my who?)
yeah (rest in peace, my zoes, man)
ayy (yeah, man)

[interlude: postkaid]
ayy, yeah, ayy
cripple in this b~tch
ayy
[verse 2: postkaid]
came from the dirt, you can’t hit my purp
said my diamonds wetter than some sweat, absurd
gold up on my wrist is lookin’ sunny, big bird
hit ’em with the, hit ’em with the numbers like a nerd
ayy, let’s slide sixth wall, i’m tied
call my pockets knotty ’cause they sloppy, oh, my
i could be xzibit, might pimp my ride
wet pleasure rather pay the rafs, like christ
hit my b~tch like bruno, uh
get a b~tch wet, no juno, uh
put it in her mouth like uno, uh
chest, all polo like, “kudos,” ayy
dog~ass dude like cujo, uh
face card bad who you know, ayy
she all wet like fructose, ayy
diamonds on like they cheat codes, ayy
p~~p


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