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lirik lagu everything gawd level – chaunsay mackin’

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[intro]
everything—
y’all know, y’all know what the f*ck it is
mackin’, uh
yeah
thanks for tuning in
no, you not as high as me
n*gga
so, um
you know
you gotta be f*ckin’ with everything by this point
that’s why my
i said, yo
check
yo (woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)

[verse 1]
everything god level
came down from my mothership just to let y’all feel eye*level
first time for everything, gift my presence, you feel special?
now let me show you how i melt the mic into pure metals
be careful, don’t make me iron out all you fools
warm my mood from views of mercury and the moon
i calm my nerves in situations most consider cruel
met april in april, bagged her friend may, threesome by june
mackin’ in this b*tch
the shawty i’m with bad and gully, pointin’, laughin’ at your b*tch
she usually off a fifth, i got a sense you run your lips
besides the fact you like to f*ck, we both enjoy the smoke, no piff
sh*t, let me go find my weed, though
call myself the g.o.a.t., contractually be all i need, yo
and a pair of freak hoes, my mistresses give me benefits
wouldn’t say i’m a pimp, but i got the juice and i’m sippin’ it
these rappers cap, word to new era
n*gga, f*ck this new era
people f*ck with mackin’ ’cause i flow better
so i won’t let up
you gassed up, you can’t catch up
on these tracks, you want beef, i got ketchup
i’m drippin’ sauce, providin’ your condiments then
f*ck your b*tch, but i don’t know where the condom went, friend
the ancient, that’s the most deadly question to test me
find the answers you seek while you eternally resting
god

[interlude]
mackin’ season
everything god level

[verse 2]
between a blunt and a bad b*tch
that’s where i tend to stay, it’s a habit
the most high, lyrical addict
and i ain’t tryna kick it
i mean i am tryna kick it, spit the illest lines
knew around the age of five i was one of a kind
hey, yo, who f*ckin’ ’round with the god? it’s rhetorical
n0body, of course no one’s up to par
scored a hole*in*one in your b*tch, she eagle*eyed from afar
i score from all on the green, some n*ggas can’t score at all, yo
let that sink in, stroked her until we sleepin’
y’all do this once a month and i’m pullin’ sh*t every weekend (uh)
and days through the weeks, man, doctors say it’s a problem
label it what you want, but i’m thinkin’ it’s ’cause i’m poppin’ (woah)
no stoppin’, i’m honest, made lil’ mama talk to me nice
won’t have it no other way ‘less we f*ckin’ after we fight (yeah)
d*mn right, know that my game tight
was one of the only ones that got p*ssy both prom nights
watchin’ all you lames cry, i really do love myself (uh)
baggin’ even secure stores, expectin’ fetty to melt (ching)
while y’all invested y’all in a b*tch ’cause y’all jealous i got the belt
hope you tap out, opposin’ these worse than facin’ yourself
better back down, the ruler is back now
mackin’ a legend, holdin’ the keys so it’s mapped out, follow me (oh no)
it’s the 5’9″ spitter, locks is long, so grab a twizzler
maybe ménage your b*tch and your sister (yup)

[outor]
mackin’, god
everything, everything god level, haha

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