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bonchon - 7lagoon lyrics

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f*ck a b*tch, it’s one and done
green and pink bills inside my pocket look like cosmo, wanda
carbon fiber all over the car, look like it’s from wakanda
how the f*ck i’m living like this? i remember my crib looked like a dungeon
korean b*tch, she cooking me food, got rice under the wontons

baby, this chicken inside my pocket
nooooo, this not bonchon
she said, “when i’m gon’ see you again?” i told the b*tch, mañana
thom browne sweater cost thirty*three hundred
this sh*t came from london
(it came from london)

was wishing for better days, used to pour up just to meditate
i went to the pharmacy, then i went and dirtied the lemonade
you featherweight and i’m heavyweight
therefore, we could never relate
i parked the pearlescent cayenne coupe out front of the hemingways

because
i’m out in providence
the b*tches, they bad, they look marvelous
like who really stopping this?
the coupe black and white like a rocket ship
i’m with a lil’ thottie b*tch
she want me to keep her anonymous
the top, had to chop the sh*t
and then she proceeded to mop the d*ck
and by the way… no

i cannot f*ck with the opposite
i got a white boy shooter on my team
call him bogdanović
i copped a louis xiii and i spilled half of it when i popped the sh*t
i’m counting the money from night to the morning
i never learned calculus

f*ck a b*tch, it’s one and done
green and pink bills inside my pocket look like cosmo, wanda
carbon fiber all over the car,look like it’s from wakanda
how the f*ck i’m living like this? i remember my crib looked like a dungeon
korean b*tch, she cooking me food, got rice under the wontons

baby, this chicken inside my pocket
nooooo, this not bonchon
she said, “when i’m gon’ see you again?” i told the b*tch, mañana
thom browne sweater cost thirty*three hundred
this sh*t came from london
(it came from london)

- 7lagoon lyrics

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