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Logan John Gordon Bolt
Logan John Gordon Bolt
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Prod MArow
Prod MArow
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Yea my presence is a blessing
Bitch I came here to work
To get that presidential rolly
I took my time, now I'm turnt
Turned new leaves for the message
Spent big change for these perks
Prayers up to the one that's holy
I'll make it from the dirt
I'm from Paradise bitch of course I got garnets all in my pocket
I'm a Martian I got a raygun on my phaser all in my rocket
Holler if you want it, you got it, this shit shiny and polished
I'm a big wave maker, bring tsunamis down on this province woah
I am a demon when it comes down to it
Silently moving, these dudes ain't gon see
I'm popping out, competition they in ruins
Cream of the crop I'm the crop of the cream
And cash rules everything around me
That be the only thing surrounding me Put all of my digits together and pray today I'm gon' get B-R-E-A-D
Be ready every added day
Cause shit changes on you
Just seek fetty any given way
Cause they might flip on you
It's many many many serpent snakes
That might just stick on you cause the rich on you, and the bitches on you
I'm popping off like the top on champaign
Yea my presence is a blessing
Bitch I came here to work
To get that presidential rolly
I took my time, now I'm turnt
Turned new leaves for the message
Spent big change for these perks
Prayers up to the one that's holy
I'll make it from the dirt
I said bitch, if you start it from the bottom, work your way up
How I did it
Couldn't of stopped, being who I am for muhfuckin day yuh
No I didn't
Turned some fans into hurricanes
On my way up
Yea I did it
I did it
I did it
I did it
I DID IT
Pull up on the stage to get paycheque
Check if there's anyone or thing around that's coming near my riches
Gripping on my cash, where the ass at?
Tryna snap rubber bands throw up some guap for the bitches
Peel off in a phantom, eating pilaf while I'm peeling off her panties
We agreeable that you are not my misses?
You are not my bitch, bitch, you won't have my kids
Kids listen up cause LB is the one that beats the missions
I know I got off topic
Better words inhabit this verse
My birthstones in my pocket
White bitch on TikTok I know my worth
I know I'm worth more than I got
Shit gets worse, way more than not
Cooking on beef, stirring the pot
Bound to get hot hot hot
White kid but I can handle my heat
My bars measured in Scoville units
I once spit a Carolina reaperIf I can't do it then no one will do it
No one will ruin me
I am too fluent
In moving congruent
They keep me in queue and
Don't know why they do it
I'm truest and newest
What more can I prove
itch I go fucking ruthless
And I'd do it again
Over and over this shit is the fruit of my soul
Music was there when nobody else was
Coast to coast I'm Bolt I'm the goat
Wavy in this bitch I was born on a boat
That probably explains I go with the flow
Pitstop at Niagara I could moat this bitch if I wanted to
I said bitch, if you start it from the bottom, work your way up
How I did it
Couldn't of stopped, being who I am for muhfuckin day yuh
No I didn't
Turned some fans into hurricanes
On my way up
Yea I did it
I did it
I did it
Yea my presence is a blessing
Bitch I came here to work
To get that presidential rolly
I took my time, now I'm turnt
Turned new leaves for the message
Spent big change for these perks
Prayers up to the one that's holy
I'll make it from the dirt
Yea my presence is a blessing
Bitch I came here to work
To get that presidential rolly
I took my time, now I'm turnt
Turned new leaves for the message
Spent big change for these perks
Prayers up to the one that's holy
I'll make it from the dirt
Written by: Logan John Gordon Bolt, Prod MArow
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