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lirik lagu no morals – ac

[intro]
ha
yeah
this that escobar music
a.c. (ugh)

[chorus]
new chick, fresh fit, ghost whip, grande
throw it up, roll it up, then i blow it up, pompeii
two seater, wife beater, wear that bape like harambe
roll a pound then i blow it down, got me moving like a zombie

[verse 1]
walking round with them young n*ggas, but they gun n*ggas, they don’t give a d*mn
fall asleep in the jaguar while i’m dreaming bout a motherf*ckin’ lambo
life’s a war and i’m rambo with the ammo and the camo
feel like kyrie with the handle, f*cked his b*tch, let ya mans know
i don’t got alotta morals, and i kinda like saying f*ck the world
i know y’all broke up a while ago, but i kinda like saying i f*cked ya girl
and i kinda likе saying i rocked her world, nice girl yеah she down to earth
big titties, stupid cake, she ain’t tell me that you hit it first
now i’m feeling like the bad guy, oop, nevermind, ion give a f*ck
moving on to the three way, for three days, she can’t get enough
not related but they look alike and i know their names but i mix em up
told one of ’em to shave her head, so i’m not confused unless my vision’s f*cked
y’all know how blunt be actin’ up, smoke in your eyes, they canoe and sh*t
my backwood flex like a thot in college, n*ggas stay staring cuz they wanna hit
i copped a ounce and i move it fast, no financial aid but they pay me
i stay serving out the dorm window, got the fiends yellin’ “ayo a.c.”
[chorus]
new chick, fresh fit, ghost whip, grande
throw it up, roll it up, then i blow it up, pompeii
two seater, wife beater, wear that bape like harambe
roll a pound then i blow it down, got me moving like a zombie

[verse 2]
got me moving like a addict, yeah
foreign chick and she the baddest, yeah
foreign whip and it’s the fastest, yeah
foreign choppa get ’em blasted, yeah
weave game like the matrix, interior like a sp*ceship
front seat kinda sp*cious and she do it for me like a waitress
make a move, take a shot, let it fly, blocked shot
sour diesel, diesel truck, hold weight, hot box
if you ain’t get it, you ain’t get it
i can’t go around to everyone and say it twice
cuz i said it once and i said it twice
so i guess you gotta go and roll the dice
enunciate and these n*ggas hate
cuz i talk my sh*t and they understand
no mumble rap, cuz they’ll hear my sh*t
think i’m talking sweet and misunderstand
i need ’em to know that i’m coming for heads and my carry on is a guillotine
flaunt my talents and they feeling me, you imagine winnin’ but it’s real to me
they way i spend all these president got me contemplating all my habits
they snow bunnies, till you get ’em h*rny, then they wild’n out, call them rabbits
if she actin up, they i take her home, smoking green lights, cabbage
sike i lied, i’m a assh0l*, give her act right, take a cab b*tch
[outro]
no morals
ugh
no morals
we don’t do those

- ac

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