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lirik lagu armageddon – hoaxxx & lil yachty

[intro]
earl on the beat
chasethemoney, chasethemoney

[verse 1: lil yachty, lil yachty & hoaxxx]
armageddon
how many rings do you got on, like seven
you still around tryna get it with devin
f*ckin this b*tch she a match made in heaven
met a little brother that n*gga was madaline
said he gon make it, told him keep peddlin’
don’t be contained no substance can settlin’
grandma still bought on the reverend
ain’t got this studio gambling
broke out a b*tch in the back and he damaging
pass it to gang peter fitch it like makeup
ass super fat but the titties are a*cup
been had a tectonic gold like marc jacob
shot for his chest and his life in a hiccup
rich and i’m weak i cannot do a situp
body can’t just told him go get his fed up
and top (how much are you sneaks bro?)

[chorus: lil yachty & hoaxxx]
eight grand
need a b*tch outside the door it’s the sand
f*ck on the jet till the time that we land
cool we made it, you still a fan
all of followers don’t even know ‘gram
say what i want ’cause i’m rich and i can
[verse 2: hoaxxx]
f*ck all your ego, you know that i’m better
me and my b*tch was a match made in heaven
i went to the shop, i bought d and gabbana
i gave her my d, now she want gabbana
still gotta breathe, i’m not gonna pass out
f*ckin’ your b*tch, yeah, i’m blowing her back out
i know this not tennis, but you bring the rack out
why does this b*tch look familiar?
i got no idea, not one in a million
i go to ikea, i buy me mobilia
i ain’t goin’ crazy, i’m stayin’ civilian
i ain’t even tryin’ my best to appeal yet

- hoaxxx lil yachty

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