lirik lagu wil$on (usa) - jody on acid
[verse 1: wil$on]
baby been givin’ me google eyes
i been drinkin’, i’m too faded to decide
pimpin’, i’ll put the b~tch to the side
eyes cuttin’ like knives, the suicide
2020, this newer ride
hidin’ a glock, f~ck a cobra kai
i ain’t usin’ the hands, f~ck your foolish pride
get her wetter than hurricanes move a tide
look, i’m a real n~gga to the t
f~ck it, i’m out, think she f~ckin’ me
takin’ the glasses off so i can see
and i peep what you see but you’re creepin’ me
streets windin’ up seperate hills
you f~ckin’ up, just don’t f~ck with wills
b~tch, picture perfect, we takin’ stills
you gon’ love where you at like you mrs. mills
[interlude]
yeah, no, this n~gga named wil$on called me but, i ain’t even have his number saved. that’s hilarious. nah. i probably play a n~gga, you know, tennis. but, this n~gga named scotty, nah, i don’t even know him. but, he light~skinned. you know i f~ck with that
[verse 2: scottie le’jour]
uh, i might just go david blaine on my b~tch
dirt on the side, they display on my b~tch
dirky [?] fade~away on my b~tch
tried to get grips with my hands tied
tried to get deep in, you pan~fried
i had a convo relayin’ my feels
get in the gym, f~ck relationship sk!lls
tiger woods rappin’, no good behind wheels
okay, i was subbin’ like cold cuts
back to the purpose, can’t focus
list of my problems so miniscule
really, i’m petty as charlemagne
b~tches r. kelly in interviews
throwin’ up tantrums inside of this mansion
turnin’ my puddles to swimmin’ pools
tom hanks, b~tch, i’m better off lonely
might [?], come step on your homie
’cause you don’t need friends like models don’t need food
i do not need love, like stevie don’t need views
[interlude: meechy darko]
yeah, yeah
i hate this mic but i’ma do it for my n~ggas, yeah
yeah
yeah
[verse 3: meechy darko]
rappin’ is my hobby, my clout really risin’
my b~tches act sn0bby because i free them diamonds
gucci, valentino, chanel, and dior and all them
i’m nasty, like dress shoes with a track suit
tear that p~ssy to pieces and eat every crumb
young, she love a thug one with bodies on his gun, huh
she’s so fun, live once, but that’s a lie
maybe it ain’t, i don’t know ’cause i’m that high
no lie
[outro: meechy darko]
alright, just leave that
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