Zach Lavine
nikhil mathew
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Got a dick on my glock a ruler clip This is how the kings be moving this how rulers live You be flexing with a thot, I'll get a newer bitch Bro you in a 08, scat in a newer whip 30 rounds, you could hear that shit from the ruler tip That bitch she was getting real mad on some stupid shit KOV, Apaverse, bitch you are not a member Know you ain't crying about a bitch get your shit together You ain't ever getting close to me like a sex offender Choppa turned that man to a bitch like he Caitlyn Jenner I could turn a bitch to a man like he transgender I could turn a 2 to a 10 I'm a bag getter Try remember a time I ain't had cheddar That bitch told me she wanna leave told her imma let her Punching all these cards bitch you know that my arms hurt Cartis looking buff baby this how them sarms work Will Smith, get your Chris rocked at the concert Bitch boy, pulling out your phone when you saw her When we at the party do not ask what's in my red cup Wockiana bitch I ain't drinking Svedka C.T.E. bitch the beam got your head fucked Gotta learn better next time get your head ducked You ain't got no lean in that double that's Casper Wock Keep the hits in a safe like a MasterLock Shot at both his feet, now that boy got a Casper walk Last words KOV slime that Casper talk I was pouring eight but I think that it's four timing Shot him in the stu, I'll see who ghostwriting I ain't know I made that hundred ball I don't mind it If you don't know where my money is then go find it Money in the bank, bro you know that I chase the green Your cash Walt Disney we know it's make believe Making bank harder then I make it seem Money hot, and it's smelling like Maybelline Gucci frames and the shirt was from chrome heart I rip that nine in his mouth like a blow dart Shot him in the leg trust me he ain't going to go far I'm the prodigy they comparing me to Mozart Apa on the track, yeah my verses be heaven sent Moneys good, but I'm going to steal for the hell of it H town with a V12 and I'm revving it Engine in the back, so the front like an elephant Yeah, that's the trunk that's what I mean Trying to put my balls between her legs like Zach Lavine Put you on game you could really get Macs for free At Western Union with like three hundred bags on me Want my location bitch you know I'm where the cash at Looking like you just started bitch I'm on the last lap Locked in the stu, bitch I'm feeling like a lab rat Only fans bitch I don't care about your cash app You know that I'm talking shit, don't matter win or not All them damn squares in your circle bitch get them out So much damn cap in your rap like a synagogue Bro you like Jackson Avery you written out You know that the album wasn't coming in May right Hundred racks on me but the rest in the safe right G-O-A-T bitch get my name right (Yeah, G-O-A-T bitch get my name right)
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Written by: Albhy Galuten, Barry Gibb, Karl Richardson, Maurice Gibb, Nikhil Mathew, Robin Gibb
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