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psa - schlont lyrics

aye, aye
aye
what you n*ggas crying for?
matter of fact this ain’t yo b*tch, n*gga this my wh0re
imma sl*t her out the only one she making time for
she get a whiff of this cologne, n*gga this tom ford
i need elite status n*ggas on my team, n*gga
the type who never running off and never leave n*ggas
the type of sh*t that i done seen you won’t believe, n*gga
all this f*cking pain that’s up inside, that’s why i sing, n*gga
said i’m fired up, geeked up, that’s why i move alone
i hate f*ck n*ggas you can hear it in my tone
you n*ggas tryna knock me off my square i’m in my zone, n*gga
washing evеrybody in this sh*t, i’ll send you home, n*gga
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas you take it how you feel, dawg
only bad b*tchеs in my view who keep it real, dawg
and the family still the family, i ain’t gon’ expect just anyone to understand me

shake my head, man these n*ggas so embarrassing
the way these n*ggas cuffing on these hoes man it’s hilarious
went and asked god, “give me a sign that i’m really him”
got an instagram model on my d*ck, she want a hit
i said, “baby, you gorgeous”
you want a song but you ain’t did sh*t to go incorporate
my mind gold and my voice too important
i got n*ggas from the hometown listening
i’m handling my business
i’m tryna beat the game, n*gga
f*ck the industry, i ain’t with playing none of these games, n*gga
imma be the richest of ’em all
look at pops, n*gga, i was born to ball
off the heazy with the sh*t
f*ck, i missed my homie call
f*ck, i missed my momma call
momma, i love you
everything you did for me i’ll pay it times two
i can talk sh*t for hours
i’m a walking legend give me all my flowers
dog*walking b*tches, n*ggas know i got that power
i was raised better though, cause i know money talking louder
i know never not to fold and never go out like a coward
see you later alligator, got a bookie out in broward
i can go like h*lla rounds, i be f*cking her for hours
man i’m sick of all this bullsh*t, like coronavirus
every time the plane land, know we got the city wilding
i be putting this sh*t on and i don’t even got a stylist
your b*tch gon’ jump from your d*ck, then to my d*ck, then back to your sh*t
bro don’t even try to fight it
everything i touch turn gold, like i’m midas
sh*t, how long this f*cking beat, n*gga, f*ck it imma ride it
i just got a lot to say, man i think that you can tell
i just pray that all my brothers and my family doing well
i can’t ever turn my brain off, i don’t got no chill
i’m just tryna motivate the youngins, go and touch a ‘mil
aye
what you n*ggas crying for?
matter of fact this ain’t yo b*tch, n*gga this my wh0re
imma sl*t her out the only one she making time for
she get a whiff of this cologne, n*gga this tom ford
i need elite status n*ggas on my team, n*gga
the type who never running off and never leave n*ggas
the type of sh*t that i done seen you won’t believe, n*gga
all this f*cking pain that’s up inside, that’s why i sing, n*gga
said i’m fired up, geeked up, that’s why i move alone
i hate f*ck n*ggas you can hear it in my tone
you n*ggas tryna knock me off my square i’m in my zone, n*gga
washing everybody in this sh*t, i’ll send you home, n*gga
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas you take it how you feel, dawg
only bad b*tches in my view who keep it real, dawg
and the family still the family, i ain’t gon’ expect just anyone to understand me

- schlont lyrics

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