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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
21 Domey
Künstler:in
Lil Los
Lil Los
Künstler:in
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Yellow Tape
Yellow Tape
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("Fuck goin on?") ("Phoenix") ("Kane this different") (Bah, Bop) (Bah,Bah,Bah) (You aint ready for this fucking war bro) (No fucking way) (Yellows!) You don't wanna be that single mother or father While your son gets left on that dinner plate When that bag comes in and that chain gets put on The bodies dumped off the interstate He didn't want a war he just wanted some fun Now hes dead just tryna do real estate Like what did we say about dissing? Its time to start pissing on graves And spin on the 28th You don't wanna be that single mother or father While your son gets left on that dinner plate When that bag comes in and that chain gets put on The bodies dumped off the interstate He didn't want a war he just wanted some fun Now hes dead just tryna do real estate Like what did we say about dissing? Its time to start pissing on graves And spin on the 28th He aint make it to his sweet 16 now they dissing But they aint know we take it off of the screens He aint know about none of the smiffins Or none of the rippings So they think right past the scene I posted a flick with his babymama he was tripping But he aint know she was eating the cream He was saying "Domey" and that He aint know he disrespected my whole fucking team You a mall cop how you illegal with it? Headshot, green dot you wont see us with it Chris Rock, Big chop, energy? Come and meet us with it Big mop, more Glocks, stay lethal with it Up it at him make him dip like a runningback Eating from a tube cause he cant Get his stomach back Popped in broad daylight! Call it a summer splat Tryna dodge bullets like he doin jumping jacks Heart pumping ice like its winter Better up that torch idc about a breeze Handing out death notes like a printer Pop in the store and get head from a treesh Hollow tips hurt more than a splinter Get down and wait for him in the leaves (We aint doin no politician) (No dramatickin) (No holatician) I-I-I dont give a fuck Im fucking your bitch That bitch is a slut Im fucking her butt Pull up with an AK They calling me Tay-K Like I said, I dont give a fuck Im getting to the paper Im getting to the green Im fucking your bitch Im breaking her spleen She calling me daddy "Oh, yes please!" I dont like the feds And I'm smoking the trees Get on your knees They calling me Lightning Mcqueen The way that I'm getting to the green Just walked in the party with my beam Look to the side Look at the feins Why you tryna talk crazy to me? Crazy to me if they want on me They all want me He was talking crazy to me So I hit him with the motherfucking beam They in this spleen (Yea) (Yea) (Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea, Aye!) DF Car$on! Lemme tell you something that they really remember I really get both of you and put you right in the blender Ima have to put that boy in the trunk Type down, put Im down in the dark When they get up on me ima make it outta the month No style, ima have to put that boy in the blunt Put that boy all up in the air Sci-Fi High-Fi Ima connect to the Wi-Fi She dont wanna kiss you man Dont like guys Riding on my neck and she look like twilight I might Come on lets go in the making, nobody Bodys shaking Aching Baking Turn around then I get hit like a train hit Honestly im feeling incredible Never understand why these people all on my neck But its good cause I got a rolex All the freaking hate that they gave me oh yes And they talk right down at my chest If I gotta talk ima say it with my chest I dont really wanna freaking baby And a bad lil baby Ill just watch your girl for the best (Ayy man yall dont compare to me man) (Yuhhh) Los bought a house and I already bombed it He asked was that you I said "nah God Did!" He asked how you get passed security I bombed it! I was in the zoo throwing shit and he caught it I texted his bitch and his mom had responded I got free passes to his sisters Onlyfans And I aint even watch it Wore the same shirt for 3 days And I aint even wash it Yo bitch was so wet it felt like a faucet I keep a stick But not the kind for your lips They kinda chapped but she still gotta kiss Infrared scope get you clipped Do a scene in these 990s cause im rich Big bro jack 4 hes a crip Other one feels like Blood Get him scrapped concrete in the mud Bubbles in the tub Tell her my dick need a rub Ask if I need to invite my bud She said yes lets have some fun Think the choppa gay cause it gobble on my face Call of Duty loadout finna let it spray
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