Lyrics:
to go, privilege a token, Mental is slow, so much not spoken
Future is growing, here we are going, Now he is no man
But why listen to me, I'm like Nanny
Dem man dunno me
You're no badman it shows
I'm in love with the dough
Are you backing your bro
Dem man dunno me
You're no badman it shows
I'm in
The star on the Christmas tree when me and Ed Sheeran rip this beat
And like Kendrick Lamar, this dick ain't free
I'm a difficult man with a sky-high
Ford
So I gave her that Tom Ford
She want that Dolce and Gabbana
She think I'm a go to Milan for it
I don't got time for it
Give me a reason to get
to pay me before I die
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock it in your head
Shazam
to pay me before I die
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock it in your head
Shazam
Bob Livingston/Lane Bybee
Now I'm wanted down in Costa Rica
I'm wanted on Ambergris Caye
I'm wanted back in Austin Texas
I'm wanted down in New
neck decapitated
And your girl fascinated
Ugh and I'm glad you hate it
Aggravated, aggravated, aggravated
Man I'm mad I made it
Now they comparing me
tried to shake it, man, I can't believe this shit is real
Heart pumping on the 101
This shit right here ain't no fun
Live and die by the gun
Get you
my 학벌 (Ivy League)
These days man Im feelin like a Rockstar
(Jim Morrison)
약보다 미치게 해 관객들의 함성
Its like I just popped molly rocking Tom Ford
무대 위 여기
mean I was saved by the bell like Zack
Niggas better take tact
I'm a tit man so it's only right that I focus on the racks
When I get on I promise that
been with and I've got a few that I'm on to (I'ma grab who I want)
I ain't got time to watch man that chat when it's untrue (I don't listen to the chat)
light the floor
Hundred black bottles, man that's lights galore
Before Tom was Ford, I'm talkin' Honda Accord
Lookin' for a plug, tryna find the cord
no gain, no
So then I keep on trying and trying
And then I found the Jesus way
I'm glad I found the man Jesus Christ
Everything was breaking me
Friend
(Glad I left ya
So much better
Yeah, no more crying' and stressin'
I'm glad I left
I'm glad I left ya)
Two sips of my Cuban coffee
Lipstick in
Bob Shane/Tom Drake/Miriam Stafford
Chorus:
Run Molly, run (oh, Molly). Run Molly, run. Long John's gonna beat you, beneath the shinin' sun.
Long
done poetry
Done it by myself man i been thru no coaching
With fashion and style man im stepping like an OG
(Fashion and style)
Believing this my time
I'm at my man funeral (Funeral, funeral)
Looking at his girl cry (Girl cry, girl cry)
Preacher sayin' he a good man (Good man, good man)
Man, that's
the weight of the world
And the river runs a little too deep
Like a hound dog chasing a bird
Sometimes a certain tom's gotta peep
I'm a peek-a-boy,
high asl need a crib up by the clouds
I been smoking za when y'all was steady smoking loud
I'm the quarterbacc I put my niggas right on them routes
When
backstroke fuck that shit she gone again
Man I have to board this jet early in the morn
Fuck that shit
By the time I wake up and I on
Money Calling
Yeah
cash that I earn
Her man dead up in the urn
Left my hat on the urn
That relationship is adjourned
Usher flow let it burn
Man I'm straighter then
to pay me before I die
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock it in your head
Shazam
night, I had an epiphany
My first name just ain't Tiffany
It ain't Tom, Jerry, Bob, or Swedrick
It's Fish
When I'm balls-deep swimming in the ocean
I know
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