lirik lagu syllable - bars
[intro]
ha!
k. o. e., man
ghostboy got the sauce
y’all know how i’m coming
[verse]
i’m clogging her pipes when i go in and out ’cause she drip like a faucet, they call me a plumber
i don’t wanna kick it, i hit it then punt her
i don’t wanna cuddle, no this not a slumber
he think he the first, i know that is a bummer
he really believe her, he couldn’t be dumber
she told him i hit it, he still didn’t dump her
i bet you didn’t know that your wifey’s a cummer
they fussing and fighting, he ask why she do it, ha!
because she said i was funner
you don’t gotta worry as soon as i smashed, then i deleted her number
hop in a two~seater, i’m doing the dash (vroom!)
no n~gga, this not a hummer
i’m married to money, i play with them bands, you would think that i’m a drummer
i’m minding my business, don’t wanna be bothered
don’t bring her ’round me, or she’s gonna get slaughtered
versace my shirt, and yea, gucci my boxer
feeling myself, got me popping my collar
bro stop all the capping, your chain made of copper
you think you the hottest, well guess what, i’m hotter
these rappers be jocking, they just wanna be me, be watching your tone when you talk to your father
don’t worry ’bout what i bang on the block
just worry ’bout syllable banging ya thot
she feeling a kid, ’cause i stay with the guap
her head game is crazy, insane with the top
she made me explode, like i’m shaking a pop
bet all of my fans go insane when this drop
no i do not care if you crazy or not
just don’t look too hard at this chain that i rock
if you try to take it, i’m flaming your top
as soon as he fall, then i’m staining an opp
collect all his chips, frito~lay in the box
get bait, like a cheeto, them flames is hot
louis v belt, but these hands on my socks
got tired of the rollie, i’m changing a watch
and lately been having my way with a lot
they call me the goat, ain’t no taking my spot
get in up in the ring n~gga, i don’t gotta grab a .30
shoot it from the wing, it got me balling, like i’m stephen curry
got so many different flows, and now i got them in a flurry
i call up c drilla, and you know it got them in a hurry
i be sipping h~lla lean, codeine it got my vision blurry
he was talking on the net, i spot ’em, got ’em, did ’em dirty
trust none, cold world, so you gotta show no mercy
god on my back, so i promise i ain’t ever worry
you broke, you mad, ’cause i got mine
n~gga focus on your hoe, ’cause she not mine
all this ice up on my wrist, i could stop time
let me talk my sh~t, let me pop mine
i be k!lling all these beats, how i’m not signed
if a label wanna see me on that dotline
i’ma need all my percentage, like i’m 9lokknine
how these n~ggas want a feat’, but ain’t got rhymes
praying on my downfall? stop trying
say you better than me? stop lying
you ain’t talk about a bag, i ain’t got time
‘fore the green move weight, like i’m popeye’s
better look both ways at the stop sign
they’ll catch you broad day, leave you flat line
shorty stop it, cut it out, you ain’t that fine
and i’m running 2k with the stock line, squad!
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