Swanton Bomb
Makalani
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Yea This for the real ones out here Anybody that been let down in they life, forreal Oh my god, is that Lowlife? Ay, life too short to worried bout a bitch I'm in LV, middle finger pose for my pics Bitch it's Lani Worrld nigga, he too cold for this shit Head up, standing tall, ten toes in the bitch Bitch I'm outta state, getting hella blowed on these trips She got a bald pussy, see the Amber Rose in this bitch She a bad hoe, doing hella strokes in her ribs Brody tryna get a bag, I'ma coach him so he win Make yo bitch fall in love, she get a dabble of this potion By myself chasing money, God the only the one that's coaching I don't listen to the devil, he be creepin' on my shoulder He got twenty-twenty vision, bet this choppa lose his focus (Blrrr) Got my foot on the pedal, I'ma keep the bag in motion Bitch don't come into my life with them silly ass emotions (Nah) If she really f*ck with me then I'ma treat her like a token When I get a fuckin' mil I'ma keep my haters posted Swanton Bomb in the pussy when I splash down Never hit it raw but I make sure I lay the smack down Give me my respect or I'ma fuckin' break the glass down Rappin in the stu, I wasn't thinkin' bout no cap and gown (Hell nah) I can have the last laugh now How ironic, back in grade school I was the class clown Used to be a lover, all I think about is racks now Pull her tracks out, feel like Yeezy when I spaz out (When I spaz out) What the f*ck you think you finna do? (What the f*ck?) You say and do a lot of bullshit, cappin through his tooth I'ma push the pedal to the metal if I'm in a coupe (Skrrrt) Screaming at the mic like Nirvana when I'm in the booth Internet niggas, I feel shade when I'm in the room Hip to these hoes, so don't take for another fool Niggas really bitches, they don't get it so I'm bouta loop (Niggas really bitches, they don't get it so I'm bouta loop) Throw a couple bands in they face make them feel dumb Pullin' up with white low dunks, them is not One's I ain't seen you at no cook outs, bro you is not cuz Talk like you infinity and beyond, bro you is not buzz Bro with the strap on FaceTime tryna kill something (Blrrr) You ain't tryna help yo man's out, you a real bum Swear I had to get called broke to get my money up 99 problems, one reason I don't give a f*ck Swanton Bomb in the pussy when I splash down Never hit it raw but I make sure I lay the smack down Give me my respect or I'ma fuckin' break the glass down Rappin in the stu, I wasn't thinkin' bout no cap and gown (Hell nah) I can have the last laugh now How ironic, back in grade school I was the class clown Used to be a lover, all I think about is racks now Pull her tracks out, feel like Yeezy when I spaz out (When I spaz out) Bitch Lani Worrld
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