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lirik lagu ​​noreason! – ​​pathos! (bos)

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[intro]
flexin’ my sh*t for no reason
no more xanny that sh*t got me geekin
f*ck nba cause i ball every season

[hook]
said i’m flexin my sh*t for no reason (nuh uh)
no more xanny that sh*t got me tweakin’ (uh uh)
f*ck nba cause i ball every season (oh yeah)
and i just finished shoppin at neimans
feel like black panther never freezing (okay)
everytime i touch beat i make sure i go demon (that’s right)
i’m finna ball out every weekend (uh huh)

[verse]
i dont care bout that sh*t homie choppa gon blow (yeah)
with my twin like it’s regular show (yeah)
if we on your block then it’s everything smoked (yeah)
i’m dripped in all white b*tch i feel like the pope (okay)
and if you come outside all these bullets gon blow, huh (okay)
you might just get caught in a scope, huh (alright)
my sh*t steady clean like some soap, huh (uh huh)
in la and i’m smoking on dope, huh (uh huh)
b*tch i’m a g*nius
you can’t compete with
ya’ll never seen this before (nuh uh)
look at the cleaness
you cannot sneak diss
i’m rockin christian dior (dior)
b*tch i’m on venus
you b*tches tweakin
ya’ll n*ggas sleep on the floor (they sleep on the floor)
bro got a green tip
i jus be sleepin
he handle opps for the boy (he handle the opps)
make her do a dance like tiktok (yeah)
n*ggas wanna steal my wristw*tch (uh huh)
and i’m f*ckin on your hoe that’s a big thot (that’s right)
and i’m boomin’ at your bro that’s a big drop (fafafa)
i’m tired of stressin
i’m tuckin the weapon
i just wanna go to j*pan (okay)
i stay with the flexing
you never was stepping
lil baby i feel like the man (i am)
you never could tell me i can’t (nuh uh)
whip the vette and i’m off of the xans (uh huh)
you hate you not part of the plan (nuh uh)
and i love my main b*tch like i’m chance (yeah)
i just started dancin’, ooh (okay)
i just bought a mansion, ooh (okay)
i might f*ck on a fan or two (i might)
said i’m worried bout’ revenue (the cash)
said we shoot down your block down yo’ avenue
said i ride wit my dawg like it’s marmaduke (uh huh)
and i’m steady speakin’ all the guapanese
all these p*ssy n*ggas wanna copy me (they copy me)
and i feel like tatum when i drop the three
got a bad b*tch like i’m tommy lee (tommy lee)
none of you n*ggas is fast enough
you could never get a f*ckin bag with us (a bag with us)
n*gga gettin’ popped because he acting tough (so tough)
my pockets are overstuffed (they overstuffed)
you n*ggas don’t know enough (nuh uh)
you could never f*ckin’ roll with us
(you could never f*ckin’ roll with us)
[hook]
said i’m flexin my sh*t for no reason (nuh uh)
no more xanny that sh*t got me tweakin’ (uh uh)
f*ck nba cause i ball every season (oh yeah)
and i just finished shoppin at neimans
feel like black panther never freezing (okay)
everytime i touch beat i make sure i go demon (that’s right)
i’m finna ball out every weekend (uh huh)

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