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Muzipo Chime
Muzipo Chime
Songwriter:in
William Zakrisson
William Zakrisson
Songwriter:in

Lyrics

Incoming message directed to Digz
From your winter customs space station
Get to your spacecraft immediately
we need you up here
Get here as soon as possible
This is not a drill
I repeat this is not a drill
Space Kidd calling for back up
Over and out
(ye ye)
**** I'm next (next next next)
Knock'em out like showtime I'm flexing (Flex flex flex)
Put the work in you know I ain't resting (yeah)
My hoodie Dior I'm a Christian
**** be capping be fiction
Coming for the top this an eviction
**** you late (late late late)
2040 with flow I'm ahead (killa)
I ain't trana show up if I ain't paid
My hoodie Dior I'm a Christian
**** be capping be fiction
Coming for the top so this an eviction (yeah)
She kissing my neck
She kissing my neck she putting it down judo
(Judo judo)
Mickey Mouse in the club she calling me otudos
I'm in the cloud, I'm the sky, I'm on a planet
Pluto (Pluto)
Lil mama she a boss so I call her lil baby Hugo (huh)
Lemme hit you with a lil throw back
I was pouring in the bathtub
I was Looking in the mirror
Thinking God how a **** gonn fucking bounce back?
I ain't fell off I took time
I'm back serving it's food time
Yall **** eating in Due time
Yall **** eating in Due time
Lilya nail mu field na don dada twale pepekafye change (True)
Rival nga pena ifwe tumushafye muma remains
Ba guy bamo ndabamona strange
I put up a title, a **** retain it
Switch up the currency buero de change it
Snapping on beats a **** be faded
(Ye ye)
**** I'm next (next next next)
Knock em out like showtime I'm flexing (Flex Flex Flex)
Put the work in you know I ain't resting (yeah)
My hoodie Dior I'm a Christian
**** be capping be fiction
Coming for the top this an eviction
**** I'm next!
Hop on this beat with a flex
All day I'm running up checks
Balling like I'm on the Nets
She tranna put me on blast
I told that bitch to relax
She tranna get too attached
So I, cut that bitch off like an axe
Yeah!
Me and K.O go way back
That's NDL, **** way back
Now we back on the same track
Bringing trap back, and that's big facts
Like yeah!
Step on the gas and I mash it
Pull up on him with a strap and I'm blasting
He disappear like its magic
Stretch him out mr fantastic
Drip too hard I'm splashing
Look at my wrist faucet
My name in their mouths, flossing
Put my cream on her lip, glossing
Dunk on a **** like Giannis
Move with a drac(drake), Adonis
Balling for real not talking
Sting when I ball like I play for the hornets
I'm in the field my ****, (ye) we do it for real my ****
Fuck how you feel my ****
came in this bitch with drill my ****
I'm in the field my ****, we do it for real my ****
Fuck how you feel my ****, came in this bitch with drill my ****
Ye ye)
**** I'm next (next next next)
Knock em out like showtime I'm flexing (Flex Flex Flex)
Put the work in you know I ain't resting (yeah)
My hoodie Dior I'm a Christian
**** be capping be fiction
Coming for the top this an eviction (yeah)
Written by: Muzipo Chime, William Zakrisson
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