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Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Firdaus Masiddeenzadeh
Songwriter:in
Khotam Niyazov
Songwriter:in
Manuchehr Abdulkaisov
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Dummy Fred
Produzent:in
YoungYoshi
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Lyrics
(Guys this orange, is ginamenerosorous, whatever you-)
Uh
Feeling like an idol
No Abel
No wheelchairs
Not disabled
Broke my leg
Once I was 12
(Walked with this shit for half a year)
Didn't break a bone?
U fucking soft
Leave a home and throw a rock
Scar on my head
Don't give a fuck
(Living well, no popping pills)
Fuckin a bitch while watching porn
ADHD on another level
Don't say bitch in a sentence
(That's fucking impossible)
This my world, like Nas
No buses, I like Nissan
I've ran into Iran
(Got it? Got it??)
Mirror mirror
Standing on the wall
Who the biggest rappers of them all?
Not me I'm a civilian
(I want to reach at least a million)
Dropping this after dark ambient
Feels strange but that's okay
I'm bambiing for some uh
(Bitch slay)
Making albums, Imma machine
Cleaning teeth with no Listerine
T-shirt is now tangerine
(Oh, that's the name of the song)
Earl sweat shirting enough
Yes, no shame and no cuffs
When I'm sick, I don't cough
Receiving laugh by giving fun,
Somebody's best friend for like 4 minutes
My feeling heart giving puns,
Prolly stressing less after new-born lyric
Killing gun is give a fuck, still saying day change on evening,
Will it?
Today I doubt my feelings
Beat is tangerine, angelic,
Feel like fractioning everything,
Careful actually,
Any fool has its own measuring,
Nothing could be built without ashes and casualties,
Bring more cash to actionists
Antagonists on agony
Committing their felonies
Time passed bitch,
We getting older
Time to stress,
I feeling boredom
Lying ass, you are not a holder
Throwing back spinner,
I look like baller
(STOP POSTING ABOUT BALLER)
Watching YT shorts,
Speak like sage
I passed "damn I miss her" stage
Age to be a fucking lame
Change your fucking name
I'm in cage, working for your thanks
I hope yall thankful, need tenfold thangs
For this painful days,
Rain fulfilling pool's space
We'll pass this fool phase
All my people are lost in darkness
Bitches asking why i act so heartless
I'm the one who sending warnings
Bad day if you feeling lonely
Warnings
Ay
Bad day if you feeling lonely
Warnings
Uh
Bad day if you feel-
I'm the boss
That's the type that u wanna be,
But not type of path that u wanna cross
Going nice with clothes, bough-pot of roses,
I'm hot n cozy with these words
Thing is noisy,
Wrist is frozen,
Long applauses,
The flowing smoothly slowly
The flowing smoothly slowly
I'm choosie,
I'm naughty,
Making music,
Banger warning
I'm choosie,
I'm naughty,
Making music,
Banger warning
Sending love to bros
Plus fuck the opps
U better open doors when u hearing knocks
Always elegant, found a smart way for going dumb
Always elegant, found a smart way for going dumb
This exact fools are mages in disguise
Seeing angels in this skies
Feeling anxious won't let me fly
Burning ashes left behind
Thinking rational, ay
I always patient, I'm giving time
To make shit crazy, amazing, fine
Magic dumb core, guys
Telling nasty shit, like grind core guys
Sky falls down
Lie holds time
5 same years I heard lies
Cheers, my dears
We all tired to hear fears
We will kill em with killing gears
Filling battlefields here
Feeling everything every week,
So weird
Getting lower, poker face, stress lover
Shit is Alan walker, I'm shitty female vocals,
I start to sound awkwardly, lost in Oakery
Finding peace in grocery
Feeling awfully,
Surrounding by loveless persons,
I'm in my oldest version,
You broke your cursor,
But I should know that mind is not a hostel,
They thought that I'm awful
What a waffle
Sometimes I think I was born fool
Sometimes I don't know why I dropped the album
Sometimes I doubt that as a drain man, I am Malcolm
My own feelings made my bars Wacker
Next time we will write them all down for a pop record
People really might think we are aliens
He dropped dark ambient
This one is electric maniac
And I can rap with anyone
On everything
If u don't giving flowers, receive the wrecking ball
Miley Cyrus bar,
Somehow that's the way I fulfilled my hole
I don't how much time I spent on thanking yall
2020 all my friends are coughing
Family's closer
So no pussy popping
Dropped an album
Gotta a lotta hype
So talented shit is tight
'Came an elephant outta mice
So big bitch, so nice
Making new workout plans
Yeah, I'm bulking on some trens
Joke, bitch
You think I'm crazy?
Gainer, creatine and some growth
Ass, pussy?
Yeah, maybe both
No laziness anymore
Uh
2006 Honda civic
Making unoriginal lyrics
Yeah, kill it
Pew-pew-pew
Written by: Firdaus Masiddeenzadeh, Khotam Niyazov, Manuchehr Abdulkaisov