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pregrine falcon - lil ricefield & seiji oda lyrics

[intro: seiji oda]
ha, arrrahh
t* t* ts*, ts*
ah* ahh, arriba!

[verse 1: seiji oda]
run it up, b*tch run it up, i’m finna double up
i’m in the club, with my brothers, goin’ dum*dum*dum, dumb
i’m tryna have a lotta fun, f*ck that ho*hum
i’m finna finagle some guap out of a hoe thumbs
b*tch better not hand me half, i need that whole hun’
never paid attention in class, i’m tryna go dumb
she a ten, gave me her math, that’s her phone num’
birkin bag bougie, not my type, i need an earthy one
i’m in the fast lane swervin’, big body suburban
my days goin’ perfect, she just gave me her purse
she pursed her lips, and gave me a personal kiss, on my hershеy
good top, in a drop top, i’m drivin’ topsy turvy (ha)
hmm, perfecto
you a real pinocchio, boy whеre’s geppetto
where my bread, i gotta eat, b*tch i’m beko beko
i’m one of the reptilian elite, boy you just a gecko

[chorus: seiji oda]
h* hi pigeon, 100 gecs, i ain’t gotta flex
higher than giraffe necks, b*tch what’s next
i’m higher than a peregrine falcon off a percocet
shoutout the ferragamo falcon, b*tch it’s a check
[refrain: seiji oda]
ay, a* check it out (cha cha cha)
a chucka*, a chucka (chucka), check it out (cha cha cha)
check it, check it out, check it, check it (cha cha cha)
check it, check it out (cha cha cha, erase)

[verse 2: lil ricefield]
how you a monster, but your moola minimal?
i’d have brodie get up on, if i thought you was hittable
got your hoe, she hoola hoopin’ ’round my sh*t, i’m himothy
now she holdin’ lower back, like “rice, look what you did to me”
b*tch i need all my racks green, just like the magic ministry
and i been on my [?], ’cause they ain’t half as rich as me
your baby in my backseat, but i don’t got a mini me
run it like a trick*or*treat, from now until infinity
if i don’t get my proceeds, i’m comin’ down your chimney
my momma mad i smoke leaves, ’cause they be tryna get rid of me
i got dior dreams, spinnin’ in my head like rinnegan
take a sliver of my brain, well that’s how you get slid upon
[?] pants [?] my pistol, and the purse from panama
sucker got a thick skull, so i purchased a bigger bomb
ain’t been paid in how long? you lookin’ at the picture wrong
you need a different god (don’t worship blue), if it isn’t rama

[chorus: seiji oda]
ay, a* check it out, ah ah (cha cha, cha cha)
h* higher than giraffe necks, b*tch what’s next (cha cha, cha cha)
i’m higher than a peregrine falcon off a percocet
higher than a peregrine falcon off a* (cha cha), yeah
[outro: seiji oda]
(a cha cha, cha, cha) yeah, check it out baby
(a cha cha, cha, cha) i’m cold like czechoslovakia
(a cha cha, cha, cha) they snakes, quetzalcoatl, i cannot f*ck with them
(cha, cha, cha, cha) ahhh, yeah

- lil ricefield seiji oda lyrics

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