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lirik lagu general officer rank – darren & young gütenbergh

[verse 1: darren]
general officer rank
elegance, novelty,cash
skating this surface
on my gucci serpents
like a crab thats escaping the cask
to the tune of the charmers flute
as soon as i rise and mute
your body language, like a paralysis
your stuck in a daydream too
no room for improvement(nah);
sharp mind in the deep blue sea
blindfold in a one man boat
slalom through the razor sharp edges and t–th
i revel and bask on my island
got lightening trapped in a bottle
at the sight of your ignorance i pop
and pour that wired in the sea

[verse 2: young gütenbergh]

[verse 3: darren]
ive been up steady just rolling cigars
sick of yall cinema, half -ssin the job
leave all u n-ggas marinatin on tar
marinatin my fantasies all over the beat
cookin and cheffin, welcome to h-lls kitchen
serving u vino, the exquisites and pr-nto
ive been steady just building this model
kissing you f-ckers fairwells and goodbyes uh
uh switch up it more one time, live it up one more rhyme
tapdance over these beats, like james on the tami
hand in hand with a shrimpton lookin baddy
lack of tolerance done granted me this spot
inside this gallery, a warhole like reality
a carnival of felony, a shadowspot inside a world filled with glam and pitty
living between these walls building pyraminds and shuttles

[verse 4: darren & —young gutenbergh—]
she and all her girlfriends
want a little piece of my pretention
turn the other cheek and feed the tension
man shouldve seen the way she staring
sucking on a lollo whispering “daddy”
couldve ripped her clothes off on the dancefloor
—imma treat these b-tches like some s-x dolls
off-whites onto the next yellow bone
jungle fever, roll up that weed
dot her eyes when she catch that feat
nike checks with the off-white feat
got that b-tch all in for treat,—
flavors mixed, mix a crazy b-tch
with a bougie b-tch
same old vows with the same old end
—pesos make a primadonna bend
find me on an island speaking french,—
no, catch us serving islands, champagne; french
—i prefer the product,—
i prefer the uptight hoes causing operas
—too far lost, baby girl better come through with a f-ck or a swallow,—
you finna go like ike and tina? —what u mean bruh?—
end up on the street, sucking d-ck for the fiend, like misses gia?
—nah, dismiss the b-tch then clear my conscious
less is more, more or less, no morals in this big -ss d-ck—
so tell your girl she can suck this d-ck!

[verse 1; darren(reprise)]
general officer rank
elegance, novelty,cash
skating this surface
ln my gucci serpents
like a crab thats escaping the cask
to the tune of the charmers flute
as soon as i rise and mute
your body language, like a paralysis
your stuck in a daydream too

- darren young gutenbergh

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