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ngl this is one of the greatest instrumentals ever. It's sooo cold and dark

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Barely got no friends, I wasn't anti social I grew up inside, labelled myself "denial" Got myself in people, thought they've all been cynical Member 3 years ago, when I was a housekeeper Turn the Netflix on, I don't know what to do Descendant of the Sun, watching that shit on Viu Making goddamn booze, I got exiled from the group Told her let it loose, cuz I knew what she gon' choose Was it all my fault or I'm just deflated? Never said a word I might turn into a bird I was stunned for a long time, I was like a jerk (b*tch) Back to the future, wish I was a f*ckin sperm (uh) On the verge of fight, I might just won't give a f*ck Call you at midnight, then I made my candlelight I fought my own fight, I played too much Counter Strike F*ck myself for likes, can convince you that's so nuts When I got no friends, they be acting nonchalant Told myself to run, cuz I can't be tolerant Walking to the store, I just wanna have some fun Passing off the park, finally I've seen sunshine (yah) Quick reminder, tho I was fuckin sound and frankly dizzy Busy to be drinking this kinky fizzy I'm brassy to be sassy I'm Fizi with a zeal but silly, intensity heightened on the pitch Gotta step my game up, b*tch Don't call upon me, unless you get 40 The world is f*cked now! What the hell did you do? Everybody's a fraud now! The hell did they do? (Cxnt) I've been knocked down couple times, emergency I see you! (Mm) I've been rapping too much, I be flowing like I'm bayou! On the verge of fight, I might just won't give a f*ck Call you at midnight, then I made my candlelight I fought my own fight, I played too much Counter Strike F*ck myself for likes, can convince you that's so nuts When I got no friends, they be acting nonchalant Told myself to run, cuz I can't be tolerant Walking to the store, I just wanna have some fun Passing off the park, finally I've seen sunshine (yah)

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That beat drop was ilegal

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First, they gone mention my age Then they gone mention my race Hit four million views in a day They should admire the pace Came from the bottom for real Boynton beach used to be home Now I'm in the Hollywood Hills And more than ever in the zone [Verse: Bhad Bhabie] But now I can't roll in peace TMZ following me Everybody want the scoop Wish you'd bitches let me breathe Only five foot but I'm all savage Knock a bitch out on the airline Yelling fuck Spirit, hope them hoes hear it And I'll let you have it like it ain't mine I don't pick up at the landline When they bring me up you better at mine I'm pulling up in a Panamera with a pink slip so you know its mine My daddy ain't buy it he left me in private And tried to come back when he seen I was shining But fuck him I'm grinding *These Heaux* on the charts and it's climbing just wait till a bitch going diamond Red hair, don't care Catching stares everywhere like what the problem is How you hatin' with your grown ass when I'm fourteen, and got my mama rich I'll go out right now and they taking pics I remember when they didn't give a shit Wasn't looking twice when I was Danielle Now its Bhad Bhabie all up in this bitch Your artist scared of my brand Suck my dick that's all that I'm saying All these artists hating online Like it's me that's stopping they shine Get you some money My bodyguard raking two-hundred a year You broke and you bummy I don't wanna hear it got over a million endorsements Why you thirsty for importance I call it quits on the Xan's It had me too slow on my hands Now I ain't losing again Test me I'm proving to win They wanna see me in jail Good luck with seeing me fail I know the courts is corrupted But I won't be in no cell They tryna' make an example I say I'll set it myself Said I was too disrespectful Putting my mama through hell F.Y.I. we doing well And I got the mortgage secure And they gonna hate me for sure And all of these hunnid's my cure Young, rich and I'm outta control Making bands like I'm out on the road Dodging twelve, yelling fuck the trial Balling out like it's all that I know I let em hate cause I know that they broke My wave coming betta' go with the flow See 'em sinking while I stay afloat Pay attention I can show you the ropes

Miami Florida

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may jehova bless all besides me amen in jesus christ amen

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finally.

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oklm, pour l’instant jpasse sous les radars P’tit maillot du barca

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Peace maker

That drop hits different when there's no lyrics

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ye, everything be like, off the top these days like These days, I don't even know what a pad is these days, you know? F- that hoe 'cause she a nat nat You ain't the one for me, baby You ain't got sh- I need You want me to take my time with you Well maybe I'm not your speed Maybe I'm out your league You ain't even got no cheese Maybe I'm just too G for you Or maybe I'm just too street I can't even roll in peace (why) Everybody notice me (yeah) I can't even go to sleep (why) I'm rolling on a bean (yeah) They tried to give me eight Got on my knees like, "Jesus please" He don't even believe in Jesus Why you got a Jesus plead? If you wanna leave just leave But you ain't gotta lie to me Even the blind can see That you ain't gon' ride for me You ain't even showing me the love you say you got me for There ain't no loyalty, you lied to me You said that you gon' ride for me Baby that's blasphemy, yeah Baby you're bad for me, yeah Say you gon' clap for me, yeah Say you gon' blast for me, yeah Why you ain't show me none of the love you say you have for me, yeah I was goin' through tragedy I needed you drastically, yeah I'ma just switch my flow up, yeah Maybe I'm sick, no throw up, yeah Maybe I'm sick, no check up, yeah Boy, you need to run your check up, yeah I'm eatin' on you n-, no ketchup, yeah I'm eatin' on you n-, can't catch up, ayy Hit her face down with her - up, ayy Even when I'm f-ing, I'm masked up, ayy You ain't the one for me, baby You ain't got sh- I need You want me to take my time with you Well, maybe I'm not your speed Maybe I'm out your league You ain't even got no cheese Maybe I'm just too G for you Or maybe I'm just too street I can't even roll in peace (why) Everybody notice me (yeah) I can't even go to sleep (why) I'm rolling on a bean (yeah) They tried to give me eight Got on my knees like, "Jesus please" He don't even believe in Jesus Why you got a Jesus plead? If you wanna leave just leave But you ain't gotta lie to me Even the blind can see (what?) That you ain't gon' ride for me You ain't even showing me the love you say you got for me There ain't no loyalty, you lied to me And you say that you gon' ride for me I ain't gon' do the n- sh- 'cause I'm too good for features, huh I ain't gon' f- your n- b- 'cause I know she a eater, huh Last time I wifed a b-, told the world I beat her, huh When they locked Lil Kodak up, my n-, I couldn't believe it, huh Ayy lil' shorty, pop my whoady Pockets on Pinocchio, poking yuh Hit her from the back, damn that bi- bleeding Said I knocked her period on Remember when I had that poker, huh Instead of looking over my shoulder, huh Forcing with a n-, no Yoda That mean a young n- got what on me? You ain't the one for me, baby You ain't got sh- I need (yo) You want me to take my time with you Well, maybe I'm not your speed (yo) Maybe I'm out your league You ain't even got no cheese Maybe I'm just too G for you Or maybe I'm just too street I can't even roll in peace (why) Everybody notice me (yeah) I can't even go to sleep (why) I'm rolling on a bean (yeah) They tried to give me eight Got on my knees like, "Jesus please" He don't even believe in Jesus Why you got a Jesus plead? If you wanna leave just leave But you ain't gotta lie to me Even the blind can see That you ain't gon' ride for me You ain't even showing me the love you say you got me for me There ain't no loyalty, you lied to me You say that you gon' ride for me, ayy I'm in London, got my beat from London

Kodak teki tälle beatille väärin, Meikä antaa tälle kunniaa, Raha mulle puhuu mutta pesoja en tulki nah, Käytän pelkkii euroja en yenejä en puntia, Rauhassa saan rullata bluntin yuh, Meikä safkaa beatin niiku se ois kebabbii rullassa, Niiku mul ois spessu jopo jengi huomaa vaa ku takaa kulman taas pulluppaan niiku sika likanen, Meikä tykittelee täällä pari baarii vitun pikaseen, Niiku vetäs pilari, Meikä matafaka tulee olee suomiräpin tukipilari, Tyyli vitun likanen poltan blunttii enkä mitää vitun sikarii, Spittaan et voin lightaa ne pajarit jota mul mun purkissa bitch, Indicaa nyt tarviin murkinaa, Spitti taas blokeilla kuumintaa,

Keta Haru nikal dey Glock handinchu Tero Tauko ma ,, Sathi Haru Cha Tannai Cha Mero Bhai Bujhne lai Srikhhanda Na bujhe Kando ,, Nawaj Dai Flow Van Malai Manto ,, Vlatta Khalas Feri Ek Fanko Marera jani Ho Baal chaina Dhaan ko ,, Baal dinna Ma Tero Nakkali Gun ko ,, Vibe Lina Aaija Tah Asali Don ko ,, Deal hanchu Saman Pasaley Van ,, Tamij ley Bol Masaley Jhan ,, Mero Agent haru Khasa ma cha

First, they gone mention my age Then they gone mention my race Hit four million views in a day They should admire the pace Came from the bottom for real Boynton beach used to be home Now I'm in the Hollywood Hills And more than ever in the zone [Verse: Bhad Bhabie] But now I can't roll in peace TMZ following me Everybody want the scoop Wish you'd bitches let me breathe Only five foot but I'm all savage Knock a bitch out on the airline Yelling fuck Spirit, hope them hoes hear it And I'll let you have it like it ain't mine I don't pick up at the landline When they bring me up you better at mine I'm pulling up in a Panamera with a pink slip so you know its mine My daddy ain't buy it he left me in private And tried to come back when he seen I was shining But fuck him I'm grinding *These Heaux* on the charts and it's climbing just wait till a bitch going diamond Red hair, don't care Catching stares everywhere like what the problem is How you hatin' with your grown ass when I'm fourteen, and got my mama rich I'll go out right now and they taking pics I remember when they didn't give a shit Wasn't looking twice when I was Danielle Now its Bhad Bhabie all up in this bitch Your artist scared of my brand Suck my dick that's all that I'm saying All these artists hating online Like it's me that's stopping they shine Get you some money My bodyguard raking two-hundred a year You broke and you bummy I don't wanna hear it got over a million endorsements Why you thirsty for importance I call it quits on the Xan's It had me too slow on my hands Now I ain't losing again Test me I'm proving to win They wanna see me in jail Good luck with seeing me fail I know the courts is corrupted But I won't be in no cell They tryna' make an example I say I'll set it myself Said I was too disrespectful Putting my mama through hell F.Y.I. we doing well And I got the mortgage secure And they gonna hate me for sure And all of these hunnid's my cure Young, rich and I'm outta control Making bands like I'm out on the road Dodging twelve, yelling fuck the trial Balling out like it's all that I know I let em hate cause I know that they broke My wave coming betta' go with the flow See 'em sinking while I stay afloat Pay attention I can show you the ropes [Chorus: Bhad Bhabie] First, they gone mention my age Then they gone mention my race Hit four million views in a day They should admire the pace You should be minding your place Why is you all in my face Yeah I'm young and I'm rich, and I'm small but I'm brave

You ain't gotta lie to me (now) But you might have to lie for me (hello) You might have to trap for me (do it) You know I got mouths to feed (woo) You know they got bitches that'd die to be (hello) The bitch that'll die for me Strap doves to a body and fly to me (yeah yeah) But you get too high to me (yo Brody) And you don't even believe in Yeezus (uh) Why you wearin' Yeezy sneakers? She ain't never swallowed semen (uh) I don't even believe her speeches You can't even keep a secret (hello) Why you have Victoria Secret? (Uh) You don't even believe in peace (uh) I'm fuckin' you with both my fingers (uh uh uh uh) Baby I'm out your league, bitch (oh) You know there's no more me's bitch (hello) You need to show more cleavage V-neck polo tees, bitch You need to patch your weave, bitch You need to pack your things, bitch You on some "I had a dream" shit It's back to reality, bitch She don't even roll the weed All she do is roll her eyes All she know is social media We don't even socialize I feel like North Korea Even though we oceanside All I say is "mamma mia" She don't even know her moms All she say is "this your pussy" She say that to most of the guys She don't even know it's dry I can't even open fire She don't even close her eyes (uh uh) She don't even close the blinds (uh uh) She spit all over the D I'm sticky like porcupines She don't even compromise I still make her cum three times I still make her snort some lines And make her look so surprised I still make her recognize Make her exercise to a sexier size Then I tell her how to tell better lies Now her extra guys think she never lie We got a better bond, we have a better time She got a wetter pond I cum ahead of time and a second time And in record time, I'm a New Orleans nigga I make a second line, I'm a Megatron I got her legs up like the Omega sign And I know she rollin' 'cause I checked her tires Then I checked her eyes, she a little rough around the edges, fine Like Checkers fries And the X was mine She requested five So I gave her two and told her stretch the high We had sex 'til nine, ate breakfast tired Fell asleep eye to eye, thigh on thigh Then she woke up high like "oh my God" and tried to rectify But if you naked, why? If you mesmerized, be mesmerized If you scared to love, I'm death-defyin' Got to make your mind, I'ma make the guap Got to take your time, I'ma take the shot I'ma wake the block, I'ma break the lock Then rape your thought, then shake the spot I'ma shake your hand when I see you out I'ma shake my head when you turn around Cops shake they head when they see your house We shot it up, but look like we burned it down Hor horror scene, bitch Everyday Halloween, bitch (yeah) Kidnap, hide and seek, bitch (yeah) I'm a legend like Socrates, bitch (yeah) I aim at your collard green, bitch Bada boom, bada bing, bitch I'm lookin' for a solid, clean bitch I told her, look, honestly, bitch (hello) You ain't gotta lie to me (down) But you might have to lie for me (down) You might have to trap for me (down) You know I got mouths to feed You know they got bitches that'll die to be (hello) The bitch that'd die for me (hello) Stickin' to a nigga like Siamese And you just on the side of me And you don't even like Adidas (woah woah) Why you wearin' Yeezus sneakers? (Bitch) She ain't never had a threesome (hello) I don't even believe her speeches (bitch) She don't even believe in freedom (woah) But all she givin' me is freebies (god damn) You don't even believe in peace I'm fuckin' her with both my fingers

First, they gone mention my age Then they gone mention my race Hit four million views in a day They should admire the pace Came from the bottom for real Boynton beach used to be home Now I'm in the Hollywood Hills And more than ever in the zone But now I can't roll in peace TMZ following me Everybody want the scoop Wish you'd bitches let me breathe Only five foot but I'm all savage Knock a bitch out on the airline Yelling fuck Spirit, hope them hoes hear it And I'll let you have it like it ain't mine I don't pick up at the landline When they bring me up you better at mine I'm pulling up in a Panamera with a pink slip so you know its mine My daddy ain't buy it he left me in private And tried to come back when he seen I was shining But fuck him I'm grinding *These Heaux* on the charts And it's climbing just wait till a bitch going diamond Red hair, don't care Catching stares everywhere like what the problem is How you hatin' with your grown ass when I'm fourteen, and got my mama rich I'll go out right now and they taking pics I remember when they didn't give a shit Wasn't looking twice when I was Danielle Now its Bhad Bhabie all up in this bitch Your artist scared of my brand Suck my dick that's all that I'm saying All these artists hating online Like it's me that's stopping they shine Get you some money My bodyguard raking two-hundred a year You broke and you bummy I don't wanna hear it got over a million endorsements Why you thirsty for importance I call it quits on the Xan's It had me too slow on my hands Now I ain't losing again Test me I'm proving to win They wanna see me in jail Good luck with seeing me fail I know the courts is corrupted But I won't be in no cell They tryna' make an example I say I'll set it myself Said I was too disrespectful Putting my mama through hell F.Y.I. we doing well And I got the mortgage secure And they gonna hate me for sure And all of these hunnid's my cure Young, rich and I'm outta control Making bands like I'm out on the road Dodging twelve, yelling fuck the trial Balling out like it's all that I know I let em hate cause I know that they broke My wave coming betta' go with the flow See 'em sinking while I stay afloat Pay attention I can show you the ropes First, they gone mention my age Then they gone mention my race Hit four million views in a day They should admire the pace You should be minding your place Why is you all in my face Yeah I'm young and I'm rich, and I'm small but I'm brave

WE GOT LONDON ON DA TRACK 💯🔥

Bruh oml. Do you know how many times I have listened to this?🤳🏼😧

Intro: Chillinit & Wombat] Yeah wombat brother Chill chill, brother I’m chill Yeah, Wombats back better know Quick 16 each, maybe 32 We don’t give a fuck brah bars on bars [Verse 1: Chillinit] My grandpops caught a one way flight Straight out of Beirut Now your grandson live a one way life Prolly making your bae root I got MDMA In a plastic draw And plastic caps I wrap in elastic balls You wanna be a hero, fantastic four It’s my party, top of the rope like Jeff Hardy (Woo) Get hyped on the mic recording I’m a lyrical thriller with time, it's armageddon gorillas So come and get it, I get it coz’ my life is boring I don't play with the bull like Michael Jordan Said, free throw with the weed smoke let the screen block like Lebron James Rolling jays out in golden state, let the weed rock while the bongs blaze (Ahh) Coz’ I’m balkan like pasta Been a Rasta that pass set the Ganga Was packin’ it packin’ it packin’ it up in the back of the bus I still Ben like Barber Ay ay, 420 family Ay ay, 420 family Ay ay 420 family Ay ay 420 family Dust you off like I need to sweep ya’ Puff the pot coz’ I need the reefer The word play stay too strong like I’m on the test Get respect like Queen Latifa One call and the team defeat ya’ Chillinit been killin it, I beat the beat up And I stay with an ounce in a crowded house I rock bands wrapped up like eggs in Easter Been the preacher, Nike; tick the sneaker Still got a list full of misdemeanours I hit the reefer like Wiz Khalifa With bad little bitch saying "Pleased to meet ya" They wanna take half shots when I laugh that off Coz’ I'm stuck in work mode, fuck ya beef brah All these kids wanna rap like us Tell them Wombat's back on a bus to teach ya [Chorus: Chillinit & Wombat] Like, Wombat's back better know Back back back back back better know Yo Chill, cuz pack me a cone Nah cuz rap with the flow, get back in your zone Wombat's back better know Wombat's back back back back back better know Yo Chill, cuz pack me a cone Nah cuz rap with the flow, get back in your zone [Verse 2: Wombat] Wombats back with the flow Pack me a cone, smashed off a rack up my nose Hacking the coke stash and the packets are dope Back with a match, cranking the gas, it'll blow Now I’m travelling up back up the coast Battling, know I was trapped and the shackles are broke And my habits are gross [?] coz these rappers are actors alone Man I hate the scene, coz my flows are sicker than the Mozart Picking, I could paint a scheme We stay blazing green, you wanna smoke up? When I spit, you choke up, hitting on the Asian weed You’re not a blazer, you’re a whack cunt Wombat and Chill coming back on the spaz 1 Spitting wicked, unsigned Living in a rut, thinking "Fuck life" Stick em in the cut like a blunt knife If I rest, I'm wrecking the mic [?] Yeah, 'cause I live for the words Different to hurt, this [?] to my circle Lifting this curse like a biblical verse I was thinking the worst, get a spliff of the herbal Shit I burn but as if I'm concerned Cause I finish a verse, never trip on a hurdle Bitch I'm determined, this isn't rehearsals Wigging on Bourbon, not sipping the purple [Chorus: Wombat & Chillinit] Wombat's smashed, better know Nah all good Wombat, lemme pack you a cone Nah actually, no, let me come back with a rack up my nose And I spazz with a flow Wombat's smashed, better know Nah all good Wombat, lemme pack you a cone Nah actually, no, let me come back with a rack up my nose And I spazz with a flow

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God bless xxxtentatcion I feel you bro just like my grandma pass away I felt like that man praised the lord of you XXXtentatcion

Squidward went hard on his clarinet

Am I the only one who finds this instrumental scary?

i’m in london got my beat from london

im vibing with this masterpiece

In 2x speed it sounds good after the intro

2022 anyone? ;)

Metth:] Tek değilsin bitch benim için hiç Beni iste bitch benim için bitch Yavaş kaldın hiç olamadık bir senle hiç Sarıp sarıp iç sarıp sarıp içtim Metthman biraz sert Geldi tabi sana Dert oldu sokaklar Değil sana göre Beni sevip terkediyosan kapı da orda Gidiceksen git hadi siktir git Bu adam aşık değil artık sana değil Bu adam aşık değil artık sana değil Herkes yargılar boş konuşup bana göre değil Boşboğazlık hiç hiç mi tarzım değil [Khontkar:] Hadi siktir git kapı orda git Geriye bakma git adımı anma git Bu ceplerden fayda yok sana hiç mi hiç Yarraamı ye git yeter ki siktir git Khontkar biraz sert ağzı biraz pis Anlamaz o sürtük der "Bu ne biçim iş" Ne var amcık mahallede herkes böyle ki Görmemişsin ki alışırsın hıı Kalırsan ama bence sen şimdi siktir git Yaşadığım hayatı görmüyosan defol git Ben çöplükten çıktım şimdi tepeye yükseliş-im Başladı olma yanımda bugüne kadar hiç Olmadıysan git olmadıysan git Sadece orospu için değil bu senin için de Geçerli bil ki gecenin köründe Kapıya koyuyom seni yukarı git Aşağı sakın inme [Metth:] Tek değilsin bitch benim için hiç Beni iste bitch benim için bitch Yavaş kaldın hiç olamadık bir senle hiç Sarıp sarıp iç sarıp sarıp içtim Metthman biraz sert Geldi tabi sana Dert oldu sokaklar Değil sana göre Beni sevip terkediyosan kapı da orda Gidiceksen git hadi siktir git Bu adam aşık değil artık sana değil Bu adam aşık değil artık sana değil Herkes yargılar boş konuşup bana göre değil Boşboğazlık hiç hiç mi tarzım değil

We are waiting for the million, mientras tanto somos simios Encerrados en un mundo donde no se sabe quién tiene el dominio Eso pienso desde niño y hoy por hoy siento un alivio Al saber que el dinero te da el poder para empezar el exterminio Soy diamante y tú aluminio, yeah, el amante a domicilio De tu esposa que cuando yo estoy presente manda tu amor al exilio, sí Ya ni que pidas auxilio igualas al level de este genius Ojos rojos, yo no uso colirio, estoy elevado como un medium Camicaze como un terrosirio, ey, dolares en mi bolsillo Si mi música fuera una droga hasta el tipo más sano comprara pitillo Lo difícil se me hace sencillo, ya ni siquiera jalo gatillo Viajo por el mundo hacia otros Continentes, voy tranquilamente, a nadie envidio Me vuelvo millio Me vuelvo millio y a los bocones le paso el rastrillo Al carajo, tu flow de papelillo Te falta una falda y ponerte un cintillo Cuando me ven se ponen amarillo, Tanto así que pienso que son unos minions Literal, porque vienen en banda y Sin bang bang, ni arma, solo los humillo Lo mío es crippy y un cigarrillo, niñas culonas portando un linlillo Mis dos cojones son mi corillo, cuento con ellos, me lo enseñó Olivio Si tienes fama y te llega el brillo Tendrás problemas y tristes delirios Si evitas el mar yo soy un anfibio Yo huelo a dos doce y tú como a zorrillo Solamente a Dios yo me le arrodillo Oro en mi cadena de oro y en mis anillos Para nada porque el día en que me Muera pa' las lombices sería un platillo Puedo secuestrarte y luego torturarte hasta la muerte con un cuchillo Pero soy un caballero, por eso te espero pa' usar mis nudillos Y partirte los dientes hasta el Punto tal que no servirán los frenillos Conseguirán tu cuerpo en modo vegetal; inmóvil, tirado en el pasillo Si me das un beat lo siquitrillo y si es una pussy lo acribillo No le ofrezco yate, ni castillo, yo no le regalo flores, ni sarcillos Les hablo claro y dicen que soy un Pillo, que estoy demente y me falta un tornillo Llama al dealer Que me traiga otro ladrillo que estoy como westbrook en el tabloncillo Atropeyándolo, clavándosela en la cara y quebrándole los tobillos Los vatos locos forjando suicidio, soy el jefe, llámame amado Carrillo Bitch, bitch, ey, mojito con pepinillo, yeah Camarones, halajillos, caviar, langostino y de postre un quesillo Ey, ey, million and million and million Todos queremos one million, yo quiero más de one million Bitch, bitch, ey, me hace el amor sin cariño Mi baby es una latina caliente, a la tuya le falta el aliño Ey, ey, million and million and million Tu company quiere one million, ey, yo quiero más de one million.

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{Pre-Hook: Metth} Tek değilsin bitch benim için hiç Beni iste bitch benim için bitch Yavaş kaldın hiç olamadık bir senle hiç Sarıp sarıp iç sarıp sarıp içtim {Hook: Metth} Metthman biraz sert Geldi tabi sana Dert oldu sokaklar Değil sana göre Beni sevip terkediyosan kapı da orda Gidiceksen git hadi siktir git {Hook 2: Metth} Bu adam aşık değil artık sana değil Bu adam aşık değil artık sana değil Herkes yargılar boş konuşup bana göre değil Boşboğazlık hiç hiç mi tarzım değil {Verse: Khontkar} Hadi siktir git kapı orda git Geriye bakma git adımı anma git Bu ceplerden fayda yok sana hiç mi hiç Yarraamı ye git yeter ki siktir git Khontkar biraz sert ağzı biraz pis Anlamaz o sürtük der "Bu ne biçim iş" Ne var amcık mahallede herkes böyle ki Görmemişsin ki alışırsın hıı Kalırsan ama bence sen şimdi siktir git Yaşadığım hayatı görmüyosan defol git Ben çöplükten çıktım şimdi tepeye yükseliş-im Başladı olma yanımda bugüne kadar hiç Olmadıysan git olmadıysan git Sadece orospu için değil bu senin için de Geçerli bil ki gecenin köründe Kapıya koyuyom seni yukarı git Aşağı sakın inme {Pre-Hook: Metth} Tek değilsin bitch benim için hiç Beni iste bitch benim için bitch Yavaş kaldın hiç olamadık bir senle hiç Sarıp sarıp iç sarıp sarıp içtim {Hook: Metth} Metthman biraz sert Geldi tabi sana Dert oldu sokaklar Değil sana göre Beni sevip terkediyosan kapı da orda Gidiceksen git hadi siktir git {Hook 2: Metth} Bu adam aşık değil artık sana değil Bu adam aşık değil artık sana değil Herkes yargılar boş konuşup bana göre değil Boşboğazlık hiç hiç mi tarzım değil

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[Ön-Nakarat: Metth] Tek değilsin bitch benim için hiç Beni iste bitch, benim için bitch Yavaş kaldın hiç olamadık bir senle hiç Sarıp sarıp iç, sarıp sarıp içtim [Hook: Metth] Metthman biraz sert (Ey) Geldi tabi sana (Ey) Dert oldu sokaklar (Ey) Değil sana göre (Ey) Beni sevip terkediyo'san kapı da or'da (Ey) Gideceksen git, haydi siktir git Bu adam aşık değil, artık sana değil Bu adam aşık değil, artık sana değil Herkes yargılar boş konuşup bana göre değil Boşboğazlık hiç, hiç mi tarzım değil [Verse: Khontkar] Haydi siktir git, kapı or'da git Geriye bakma git, adımı anma git Bu ceplerden fayda yok sana hiç mi hiç Yarramı ye git, yeter ki siktir git Khontkar biraz sert ağzı biraz pis Anlamaz o sürtük der: "Bu ne biçim iş?" Ne var amcık? Mahallede herkes böyle ki Görmemişsin ki alışırsınız Kalırsan ama bence sen şimdi siktir git Yaşadığım hayatı görmüyorsan defol git Ben çöplükten çıktım şimdi tepeye yükselişim Başladı olma yanımda bugüne kadar hiç Olmadıysan git, olmadıysan git Sadece orospu için değil bu senin için de Geçerli bil ki gecenin köründe Kapıya koyuyo'm seni yukarı git Aşağı sakın inme [Ön-Nakarat: Metth] Tek değilsin bitch benim için hiç Beni iste bitch, benim için bitch Yavaş kaldın hiç olamadık bir senle hiç (Hiç) Sarıp sarıp iç, sarıp sarıp içtim [Hook: Metth] Metthman biraz sert (Ey) Geldi tabi sana (Ey) Dert oldu sokaklar (Ey) Değil sana göre (Ey) Beni sevip terkediyo'san kapı da or'da (Ey) Gideceksen git, haydi siktir git Bu adam aşık değil artık sana değil Bu adam aşık değil artık sana değil Herkes yargılar boş konuşup bana göre değil Boşboğazlık hiç hiç mi tarzım değil

I got a flight when i leave So i gotta keep this shit sweet and baby the sour the keys the double u v Got em weak in the knees I'm mannequin but with the Melanin Rocking gucci with the better men And im still up in my element Go to the meadow but still i hit up 87 For seven weeks or let me pepper You don't want no smoke with me, I got niggas who gloat for me/ and Im so persistent I had bitches thinking that somebody had wrote for me, I still whip up the pork and beans/ Im baggin’ this shit like the groceries” If my niggas wet up yo teeth You gon feel the pain Now i keep it close to me This that leader for the LA leakers If i catch em sneakin imma get em ether Came with the aderic with them sleepers And my boy got that molly for all them geekers Keep an eye on me like masika Chop a run a nigga out them sneakers Bout my bread, white wheat pita/ Ain’t a big dog you a tea cup/ I just got that bag secured/ Count it up with my manicure/ I might hit yo nigga and run/ Better make sure your man assured/ Hit yo party with some bad bitches and the Hennessy and the drugs, Niggas marga so i got up all them night like we was some fan of yours “I ain’t ask for this shit, I was chosen/And yo boy on his knee call him Colin/Yeah, my pockets are pregnant, they’re showing/Thinkin’ you got a spot, bitch, I’m towin’/Bitches dissing the game, we don’t know them/Give me head if you cant fit a Trojan,” Higher but i grew up on the low when im phone em i know these bitches Ain't no nothing a bad influence Finessing i had to do it My dad would like shag and scooby Just might let you daddy chew it How you get hit for no money Was that put your back into it I live my life on a run, like its an action movie Pull up on you when i drop in LA When im in the shout pull the mix out Money all the bitch think bout Finna turn a condo to a beach house 2018 and in run back and forth With a beach that got a stood leave out Ain't that cake with beat bout freedom boys & let that nigga meek out

Im in london got my beat from london 🐍

Aye my glocky my bestfriend Bad ass bitches they know Yung G-MO run this shit So u better focus I'm on Some boss player shit wow Wow Wow Wow Wow

Flip it off the scale like a double bale can’t be stopped dumpin bail out my mf double barrel can’t see me better learn some brail

Let me roll in piece just in case they want beef I’ll leave them hanging no reef I stay clean even without a white t man this is rough like a pair of jeans always flipping O like Krispy Kreme check the new whip blowing steam

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