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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
KA$HDAMI
KA$HDAMI
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
David Wallace
David Wallace
Komponist:in
roland Williams, Jr
roland Williams, Jr
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
RXLVND
RXLVND
Produzent:in
Abstrakt
Abstrakt
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

(RXLVND) Ff-beep, gang Fah-fah-fah Gang, fah-fah-fah Gang, gang O-OOh, you got a problem with me? Nigga, we could solve it He don't want no bump for real, these niggas just like to talk shit I got more drip than a faucet If he talk, he better walk it Hypernova, I'm on boss shit Don't play, you could get popped, twizz My twins, they gifted with them tools Learned more from my OGs than my school You toting sticks, you think you cool Oh, you wanna ball? I got sticks like pool Whip out my dick, your bitch, she drool I'm a stand up nigga, I don't need no stool My girl hit like a cart and yours hit like a Juul I served him the two 'cause that nigga a fool And my family 59, ayy If you acting suspicious, get slimed, ayy If you ain't tryna give me pape', then I don't got the time today These niggas tryna ride my wave, they really fake, but it's okay I run up the racks, then go on with my day No OVO Sound, but I keep me a Drac' These niggas be capping, ain't touched no guns Niggas go up and switch up, But I can't give a fuck unless it fuck my money up Niggas say that they gang, you not mine, bruh If you saying it's smoke, then let's get up KA$H wizard, no way you can come in the cut Your bitch throwing my set when I'm up in her guts O-O-Oh, you got a problem with me? Nigga, we could solve it He don't want no bump for real, these niggas just like to talk shit I got more drip than a faucet If he talk, he better walk it Hypernova, I'm on boss shit Don't play, you could get popped, twizz My twins, they gifted with them tools Learned more from my OGs than my school You toting sticks, you think you cool Oh, you wanna ball? I got sticks like pool Whip out my dick, your bitch, she drool I'm a stand up nigga, I don't need no stool My girl hit like a cart and yours hit like a Juul I served him the two 'cause that nigga a fool Gang, fah-fah-fah
Writer(s): Roland Williams, David Wallace Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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