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lirik lagu fuck_prod-maj-nd-808-demon_ – ​heygwuapo

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[intro]
yeah, yeah
808 demon
what the f*ck*

[chorus]
f*ck, f*ck
b*tch i spilt my cup
bags on bags on bags, i just be running sh*t up
racks on racks on racks, she wanna f*ck, i touched down in paris
$1,000 my appearance, too many sons i feel like a god d*mn parent

[verse 1]
217 elites, yeah, these b*tches say that i’m fleek, huh
miami, b*tch i got heat, i went to good times, i be hurting my feet
these n*ggas look up to me, yeah, maajins gon’ f*ck with the beat
bought her a new bag, slay boy you sweet
and i got top in the g
they asking questions, ‘how the f*ck you do it?’
but i just told ’em to beat it
i’m getting money up, b*tch i’m higher than god
i put my cup on the seat
lean on my ex hoe, b*tch i feel like x
i’m in yo’ hood sipping tea
i’m a lil addict to this god d*mn coupe
and this b*tch quit sipping lean
[verse 2]
hold on, my coupe it got two doors
i’m gon’ dip like ‘kudos’
i been getting so much bag
my pockets fat like xhulooo
f*ck, yeah, hold on
f*ck, b*tch i’m the goat, run it up
i* i* i could just say the same sh*t on music, ’cause i’m still going up
f* f*ck, yeah, don’t f*ck with that lame sh*t
you a mean b*tch, i’ll tell you straight up
these n*ggas really my sons
you cannot be me b*tch, you gon’ run out of luck

[chorus]
f*ck, f*ck
b*tch i spilt my cup
bags on bags on bags, i just be running sh*t up
racks on racks on racks, she wanna f*ck, i touched down in paris
$1,000 my appearance, too many sons i feel like a god d*mn parent

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