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lirik lagu desperado – beast coast

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[chorus: meechy darko]
desperado, loadin’ hollows
desperado, loadin’ hollows
headshots to all my rivals
never, ever, ever had a f-ckin’ idol
b-tches fake, n-gg-s follow
on the paper chase, look like i hit the lotto
when the money close, i can’t but help but count it
c-c-commas, somebody call my accountant
desperado, loadin’ hollows
desperado, loadin’ hollows
headshots to all my rivals
never, ever, ever had a f-ckin’ idol
b-tches fake, n-gg-s follow
on the paper chase, look like i hit the lotto
when the money close, i can’t but help but count it
c-c-commas, somebody call my accountant

[verse 1: joey bad-ss]
(how many takin’ flows?)
maybe ’cause the flow so cold (so cold)
heard you was a king, so cold (so cold)
heard i was a k!ller who tote, n-gg- (who tote)
(somebody gonna hit the floor)
if a n-gg- get too close (too close)
n-gg-s try and f-ck with the coast, yeah (coast)
n-gg-s try and f-ck with the pro (look)
i ain’t ever read no bible (no bible)
wish i never met my idols (my idols)
meet ’em and they all turn rivals (turn rivals)
hard flows, comin’ for the t-tle, wait
feed them and they all still bite you (still bite you)
keep ’em at a distance, close by you (close by you)
when the time come, they gon’ try you (gon’ try you)
effort’s all about how you apply to it, apply to it
now i gotta ride with it
n-gg-s always tryna find a f-ckin’ plot to twist
got me stressin’, thinkin’, “how the f-ck it got to this?”
now everybody got a hypothesis
it’s obvious, y’all just in it for the come-up
got you n-gg-s up ’til sun-up
y’all n-gg-s just tryna one-up
either way, it won’t add up, won’t sum up (sum up, sum up)

[chorus: meechy darko]
desperado, loadin’ hollows
desperado, loadin’ hollows
headshots to all my rivals
never, ever, ever had a f-ckin’ idol
b-tches fake, n-gg-s follow
on the paper chase, look like i hit the lotto
when the money close, i can’t but help but count it
c-c-commas, somebody call my accountant
desperado, loadin’ hollows
desperado, loadin’ hollows
headshots to all my rivals
never, ever, ever had a f-ckin’ idol
b-tches fake, n-gg-s follow
on the paper chase, look like i hit the lotto
when the money close, i can’t but help but count it
c-c-commas, somebody call my accountant

[verse 2: zombie juice]
you know what it is (is)
b-tch, it’s the g.o.a.t. (g.o.a.t.)
don’t play me no fool (wah)
rap n-gg-s is foo (hehe)
the coast be the move (yuh)
this summer ain’t safe (nah)
i got no patience (nah)
these n-gg-s my sons (that’s right)
don’t need no more patients (nah)
slid through the cracks in the matrix
pull up to the spot in a sp-ceship
that red hat lame (wack)
lately, your sh-t played (played)
been doin’ it new ways (ways)
no compet-tion, no one to race (race)
we the shine that made it from the bottom
brooklyn, baby, yeah we got a problem
desperado, no tomorrow
six rings, six shooter, cling

[verse 3: kirk knight]
desperado, money over hoes, never over bros
paper-chasin’ and them hoes gon’ follow
remain the same around those souls that’s hollow
f-ck it, though (f-ck it, though)
drink the bottle, drown my problems, insta models
f-ck them off and fly to death, i’m a walkin’ coffin
laugh to the bank, i can’t hear you talkin’
see so many signs, proceed with caution (skrrt)
she wanna f-ck in the benz, had to park it (skrrt)
moments like this, i just reminisce
back when a n-gg- just had no options
back when i take anybody wallet
young n-gg- out the parkside and he ’bout it, ’bout it
but i just stay on the beats just to go feed my posse, look

[chorus: meechy darko]
desperado, loadin’ hollows
desperado, loadin’ hollows
headshots to all my rivals
never, ever, ever had a f-ckin’ idol
b-tches fake, n-gg-s follow
on the paper chase, look like i hit the lotto
when the money close, i can’t but help but count it
c-c-commas, somebody call my accountant
desperado, loadin’ hollows
desperado, loadin’ hollows
headshots to all my rivals
never, ever, ever had a f-ckin’ idol
b-tches fake, n-gg-s follow
on the paper chase, look like i hit the lotto
when the money close, i can’t but help but count it
c-c-commas, somebody call my accountant

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