lirik lagu stanwill – poetry
poetry lyrics
[intro]
like, huh, hold on, huh
[verse]
let the lab chain swing, but this b~tch a trophy
we the mo’f~cking reason apple got a sh~t emoji
bae rock christian dior, so my b~tch is holy
looking like december 25th, all these giffies on me
think you finna play with my pape’? you would die for that
bro’ll wet your f~cking tee up like a laundromat
i ain’t talking ’bout no seat belt, but i ride with straps
lemon cherry stuffed in the ‘wood, b~tch, kinda smack
feel like tropicana, got the juice off of punching sh~t
funny i got four burners on me and a oven mitt
we ain’t even beefing, but he mad i humped his b~tch
she don’t ask what i’m doing, b~tch know i’m thumbing strips
b~tch thinking it’s a sp~cecraft, it’s a amg
empty ass soul, ain’t no love or no hate in me
off~white x on my shirt, this a racist tee
she wanna give her heart, made your b~tch give her face to me
trackhawks, h~llcats, you ain’t racing me
if it’s up, then my baby sending sh~t to the gates with me
i be d~gg~ng n~gga’s hoes, ain’t no taming me
fan stopped me in the mall, my b~tch saying, “it’s the fame for me”
if i get a mill’ today, b~tch, me and gang breaking even
i should bring a f~cking bed in that b~tch, i’d stay in neiman’s
lil’ bro’ll pop your ass just because he can’t tame his demons
i just hit the booth and sh~t talk, you would think my aim is speaking
bro sip expensive on his wock’ in the simply sh~t
four pockets full, but my heart on some empty sh~t
chill day, still stepping out in some crispy sh~t
i don’t know if she believe me or not, on some ripley sh~t
for me, it’s a giffy trip, unc’ making brickies flip
this some off~white, f~ck i look like in d~ckie drip?
hunnid rounds in this lil’ b~tch, this the mickey stick
with all that lil’ sh~t, no cap, you can miss me, b~tch
if you my dog, you my dog, boy, i got your back
.762’s flip his ass like a acrobat
all that sh~t you be rapping ’bout, put a cap on that
let this ho ever say it’s up, we gon’ act on that
drawing plays up for them bills, feel like belichick
she can be your lil’ b~tch, i’m still getting h~lla neck
balenciaga’s on, boy, that’s 10k in seven steps
tryna throw a fist? that’s gon’ land you in heaven, neph’
yeah, supreme tee with the liver, looking like an organ donor
red bottoms for my b~tch, boy, ain’t no jordan’s on her
three~five after three~five, getting more than stoners
since he playing with his f~cking life, get it short and dome him
pull up on my opps, wave a stick like it’s sorcery
green beams and white gloves, boy, that’s the force in me
you could see a d~mn biscuit, boy, you ain’t horsing me
they say i’m sh~t talking, but to me, this sh~t poetry, whew
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