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lirik lagu 1950 – ljraeds

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[intro]
aye, this sh*t fire boy (fire boy, fire boy, fire boy)
elite (elite, elite, elite)

[verse 1]
i be, writing this sh*t at 11:32
ivy, like your love and how it’s poisonous too
might be, wanting to go change it
my lifeline just might be the last time i’m famous
(famous, famous)
bringin’ it back with the cool raps, 1950
really sound like 90’s
but that beat be real tightening
thunder struckin’ that sh*t lightning
last time i gave a f*ck, i flipped a dime
in time i’m metal and the rust
adrenaline rush, uh (uh, uh)
mr. go*lucky
pull outta knife now he chucky
he smirkin’, she twerkin’
he lit the house down, now it be burnin’
keep in my secrets and burden’s
i learned how to keep workin’
than my head in bed turnin’
imagine wakin’ up to vicky turner, uh (uh, uh)
[chorus]
“you so cool, how you so fly? now i’ma drool.”
like hi, b*tch are you high
come to my crib, then leave say goodbye
now im a b*tch, like hi
dude how you by?
“you so cool, how you so fly? now i’ma drool.”
like hi, b*tch are you high
come to my crib, then leave say goodbye
now im a b*tch, like hi
dude how you by? (by, by)

[verse 2]
okay
makin’ that rap been ‘lotta cr*p
i’ve been trappin’ my demons
poppin’ beans in the trappins
been clappin’ cheeks, no mishappens
it’s been goin’ 2 to 3
cum like “sh*t!” then flee the scene
that was sh*t, delete the scene
extra sh*t, put dumb sh*t dean, uh (uh)
rappin’ quite close
to those spittin’ infinite flows
but what they say and don’t know
is never give love to hoes
because then they will take it
try to find a few divines to climb then they gon’ brake it
like “ay, what’s crackin’ shakin’ bacon?”
“i’ma come up, be your mama, baby mama, come te llamas?”
like, f*ck you thinkin’?
i’d much rather od trippy vision
delusional mathematical factual collision
i’d rather die at peace, a warrior with no kiddin’
y’all trippin’
actin’ like sh*t is fiction
then get hit with some
listen, can’t admit it (ay ay, ay ay, ay ay)
this verse been goin’ to long
reverse this nerdy like song
come back like men in black
then shoot it down with no fond, uh
hmu but no response
[verse 3]
ay, spittin’ and goin’
i’m flowin’ in
spinnin’ then rollin’ them
trippin’ from rollin’ them
forget that i’m knowin’ ’em
grenade to the head and i’m pullin the pin
and i’m trippin like “sh*t!” on ’em
winnin’ the best of them (best of them)
yet they don’t know
goin’ to fast?
well, i ain’t goin slow
okay? sorry tho’
goin’ bit faster
better start askin’
gun down you ass, leave your ass in a casket
leave you in a trappin’
flow so raw like fish that outta water
gon’ call up your daughter
then i’m gon go f*ck her, nah
jk, leave that to the side
got a whole day, full wage and yet no sigh, uh

[outro]
ooh, uh
you told you loved me well that was a lie, so
i’m leavin’ you for the better of our lives