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lirik lagu walnuts – aka wuzi

[verse 1]
spittin’ straight corona
get you down with the sickness
ventilate and witness the pain i bring with this
mask on, off the rope like luchadore
i’m tryna be the goat, no sammy cacciatore
i’m 6’2” with the ball, midfield, yaya toure
wild cowboy, let it rain like i’m prescott
gunning, running, speeding straight to the end zone
now i need that new ferrari, i need the enzo
i’m bacala with a plate of baked ziti and a loaded hunting rifle sitting smack in front the tv
shorty hit my snap like “please just come and see me”
couple rounds got her walking like zion with the injury
all this imagery gon’ change up how you think of mе
my interior decorator from the ministry
but i got a plan and it’s not еven contingency
for now, plant the seeds
later on, we’ll see activity
route tree, money tree, i associate
lately i been jumping into bands like i’m golden tate
lately i been thinking like capone
tryna separate myself from all the negativity that y’all reciprocate
i got a couple homies with me tryna elevate, levitate
money calling me like “please come pick me up”
i can’t be late
hop in in the whipski quick, no time to hesitate
nap, wake up, repeat, duplicate, replicate
politely take what’s yours, if i may, man
call you libby, call you austin
heavy with the swerve, super lowkey when i’m flossin’
red lakai kicks for heel flips like eric koston
i bounce back like brady*newton out in boston
mvp, i’m not comparable
“oof madone! he looks terrible!”
closet full of brand new threads but nothing wearable
[verse 2]
i put my rings on sometimes like i’m jax teller
bowl games got my hand very graphic
squeezing on her thigh while i’m steering through the traffic
she like the gear shift but the whippy automatic
she like attention and she’s very charismatic
she always flipping out though, she very acrobatic
it don’t add up, see i’m not good with mathematics
she problematic, every weekend causing havoc
she said “i think it’s blasphemy that n0body would blast for me” (catastrophe)
now everybody painting, taking ears off like they tryna make a masterpiece
starry night, saintes*maries
i blew up the bridge to make sure no one coming after me
hop in the wraith or the ghost like i’m master chief
in the red zone scoring like i’m master teague
i’m crafty, i built this up carefully to kick it with some legends like pro evolution master league

[verse 3]
story mode, doing missions while you free roaming
and now you somewhere out in kansas
love when that latina shorty sing to me in spanish
ima throw my two’s up like niles when i vanish
ima throw my arms up when i score like christen press
if its 3rd and 13, throw it up, you know the rest
bling, blaow, diamonds shining on my chesty
tried to call me out for what? you ain’t no referee
i ain’t shoot him
i’d aim right above your vesty (pew, achoo)
man, look god has blessed me
hands work, legs move, vision seeing clearly
bank stacking up
thank you lord, sincerely
don’t carry cash, debit card keep me slim thick
shoot my shot, baby beckham with the free kick
i see what you want baby girl, i’m a physic with lasik
but dang your attitude is toxic
always bickering but i ain’t with the chit*chat
shorty always talking ‘bout me where she work at
spanish mami
i call her azpilicueta cause if i defend her i know she’ll be right back
when it’s all said and done i might wife that
why this girl try to pin me down with no mat?
thought she got the dub then i made her tap out
and i walked out the room like kirk cousins
“you like that?”

- aka wuzi

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