Lyrics:
You can forget
You can forget
(Why don't you)
Keep your B-O-U-N-D-A-R-Y
(Why don't you)
keep your B-O-U-N-D-A-R-Y
Keep your B-O-U-N-D-A-R-Y
No text
No
Right now Im about start a mazza
all of these madibas feeling like a blesser
shout out to the plug puffing on that Zaza
thank you G.o.d for the hella
B-O-D-Y (Ahhh) b-O-D-Y (yeah)
I’ve seen it on the internet
I’ve seen it in my DM's
I’ve seen it in a late text
That’s a fuckin' body, uh
I’ve spied
we gon' end this shit (look)
I said
(Fuck niggas fuck niggas, yeah, yeah, yeah
Aye)
It's the motherfucking P-I double Z-A G-O-D
My nigga, what it be?
Trust in G-O-D
Like its printed on the dollar bill
Help the masses Doctor Phil
Patients get impatient they don't get just how the Dr. feels
Greener
double O D, Catch your death but you can't catch me
O-R-P to the H-A-N, Brough my mums life to an end
B-L double O D, Catch your death but you can't catch
this is not Oz
D O A
I don't know what you might by that
I am alive I know I feel that
You can not tell me otherwise
D O A
I have arrived
And I am
booty crack
Ok these pussy niggas mad about a diss they want to get me wacked
In this bitch I'm loaded with my toolie I be shooting shit
G.O.D. bitch I
Det' H O V D E B Y G D A
Det' navne på den bygda så me alle elska
Det' H O V D E B Y G D A
Så berre spel den plata berre spel den plata
Den nye
I Need love
Do you love me are yo feelings true I Need love
I need L O V E I need Y O U
And it's K O D I kill or die for you
Talk to G O D i tell
soul
So my mental stay tired
Overdose on marijuana
C.O.D
Man
He fried
C.O.D
Cause of death
So high
Till the day that I die
Fuck a hater talkin shit
Cuz
Què més demanes?, tanta ambició
Veig als teus ulls La frustració
Vull recordar-te que tots fallarem i que tots morirem
Tard o d'hora.
T'has vist la
say if you got it then you gotta make it skate
Think I'm at the point where I don't need nobody else
G.O.D. be with me I can get it by myself
No need
I'm ballin' hard, king of the court, nigga, you see
You want a hook, or you want a verse, I'm chargin' a fee
Look at my fit, look at my kicks, K.O.D
tough boy on G.O.D
She asked if I'm for real, I told her come and see
I'm a bread getter my baby, know you wanna come and eat with Ke
Got the baddest
poppin in my town they can’t fuck wit me
I ah Neva Eva fold that’s on g-o-d
Pray ya god I make it out that’s on everything
I been hustling all day
Come la notte è di faville.
Va pei fior!
Suzuki
Tutti i fior?
Butterfly
Tutti i fior, tutti, tutti.
Pesco, viola gelsomin,
Quanto di cespo, o d’erba, o
Streep y práctico a diario encima e los Beats Si meno lo espero , dentro del v.i.p tomen mi dick yo seguiré así con mi armadura nivel G.O.D
Por si a caso
moche la misère est si belle On espère quelque chose de lourd comme la sacem de pnl R.O.B.S ; B.O.D à la P.R.O.D
Dans les oreilles Douceur sucré`
Tel
[ chorus ]
I’m going to war against myself,
I’m yelling fuck the old me,
I’m sippin lean and poppin percocets I hope I O.D.,
Lot of pain it’s
You played your self tryna play me
You really thought you could finesse me
By myside I've got G O D
Now you know that I am chosen
We the chosen ones
yeah
It's that kinda shit they love banging out the trunk
Yeah, K.O.D. is guaranteed to give em what they want
Yeah, huh, they know that I'm packing
a nurse mane
That California sticky shit feel like I went to church mane
B O D H I
No one really fucking with me makes me wonder why
Always carry evil you
don't know you now
They gone know you later
G.O.D
Walk round with a halo on me
Halo on my head
I can feel the devil in me
Tryna give me death
Never by my
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