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lirik lagu onthed – sgpvxn

i’i’m soaking this sh*t in, exotic stargazing
a million dollars close, i feel a tingling sensation
now i’m rubbing shoulders with the main man

ironic, i just spent two g’s on a gucci hat, talking ’bout some za za, they got fake flavors, deep down they some fans, they just play haters, put me on the court with gang sh*t, imma play major

we’ll zip your baby up, he don’t rock bape, only hit you for the head, you is not bae, big triple s’s on, these is not j’s

you ain’t got no pape’, you can’t f*ck none of my hoes, every tour i went on fire, did a hundred in them stores, bro’ll shoot the club up and he ain’t bustin’ in no hoes

let him think we finna rest, we’ll make him tussle with the pole, ran through that money that you flashin’, you ain’t really up, blow her back out and almost hurt her lil’ skinny ass

them b*tches say “off” even though my shoes on, ex head was fire, sick that i had to move on, if i ain’t at the crib, you know i’m bl!ck totin, ain’t no henny, unky solo cup got tris potion

bro like harden, he be ballin’ off the wrist motion, we gon bake him like tilapia, we catch him fish bowlin?

shopaholic, i hit somerset and just grab sh*t
linebackers, if we see a sack, you get your ass blitzed, unless i’m rockin’ virgil, i can never have an off night

plain white tee with a dub worth of ice on it
28 skinnys so the bl!cky on my side pokin’
can’t afford an eighthy, heard that you be dime blowin’

heard you need a pass, playmaker, i be dime throwin’, all i do is listen to the beat and my pen ignite, he told everything, now he mad that the mission breached
that’s why i never speak, i’m not around, i be out of reach, ten dracs ’round, b*tch, i’m ridin’ ’round with toe*taggers, pushin’ pros through, i’m on the mac like an engineer

two chains got me freezin’ like the south pole, ten grams in the ‘wood got the whole house blowed, v12 engine in the trunk, i drive racecars, ar shooting flame out the barrel like charizard

f*ck love, now i’m up on every b*tch who played it crazy, walked in somerset, blew a twenty, then i made an eighty, all these glocks, chops, and ars, b*tch, we ain’t the navy

up for real, smack you with a dub with your losin’ ass, f*cked her in the scat ’cause she love how the horses sound, flyin’ down the 8, lookin’ up, think my roof high

the world don’t revolve around me, i just live in it, the rocket takin’ off, it’s up to you if you gon’ get in it, all my shooters see is red, put them bulls on you

dawgie think that he a trap star, ’cause he got carti frames, taking risks, pulling stunts, live the narly way, hundred shot clear the party out, and i hardly aim

steppin in some christion lubies, f*ck around and paint the floor, in the club richer than a b*tch, all the dancers knew it

hall of fame capper, your whole life fabrecated, you had a play, but you f*cked up and hesitated, hoes suck d*ck, why these n*ggas doing most of it?

stick to the code, stick with your bros,ain’t got sh*t for a b*tch, but d*ck for the hoes, in my pocket is a dub on my hip, it’s a pole, only goal that i know, is get rich ‘fore i’m old

i’m just talkin’ sh*t, goose coat, play it off the bl!ck
tried to earn a stripe, now he layin’ in his coffin p*ssed

my ex b*tch f*cking on an opp, with her poor*ass
unky bring that food to your porch like it’s doordash
you cannot be the plug if the court asks
h*llcat widebody, b*tch, watch me floor dash
ice boogers on my nose, unky cooking on a stove
we done shook the f*cking floor, we’ll whoop him, on the folks

- sgpvxn

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