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lirik lagu apostle – yung peary

[hook: yung peary]
catch me on the wrong day i’m a bad motherf*cker
pull up on me fast you’ll regret it motherf*cker
homeboy gotta shtick he’ll leave you leakin motherf*cker
i can’t deal with no b*tchass trick motherf*cker

i’m going off on this crazy ass beat
let me handle the rhymes, homie take a seat
choppa will turn you to a bunch of meat
crazy, some people will beef over a tweet

yung peary and i got the rhymes
uh huh never got caught for my old crimes
feel like rondo, way i drop dimes
tryna go back to my old ways sometimes

[verse 1: yung peary]
the place where i’m from you don’t wanna touch a motherf*cker
get left in the dirt like a mosquito bloodsucker
my real name ain’t yours to know
find you missing round some red snow

i got a white girl love sniffing blow
where did homie cody go? all i see are crows
the stick will certainly leave you dead or froze
f*ck around your mama will get a new rose

i be ballin lately feel like yachty
if you got on this beat you’d be real spotty
homie james a black belt in karate

leave you gone before i end this song
the best days start with hits from the bong
yung peary blowin’ up? it won’t be long
i’m the king of this beat, feel like king kong (hold up)

flowerz on the beat so you know that sh*t made nice
got your girl asking to go again so i’ll hit that sh*t twice
get out of here homie, is that coke or lice?
your hair looking greasy time for a shower b4 i roll the dice

i’m going off on this crazy ass beat
let me handle the rhymes, homie take a seat
choppa will turn you to a bunch of meat
crazy, some people will beef over a tweet

yung peary and i got the rhymes
uh huh never got caught for my old crimes
feel like rondo, way i drop dimes
tryna go back to my old ways sometimes

[verse 2: yung peary]
yung peary trappin’ and i got you for the low
askin’ for a front ima tell you no
rotom*grass the way you gon get mowed
these motherf*ckers askin’ and then they get showed

pourin up lean real nice and ima get slowed
the laser site on it and your head gon’ implode
make sure you done for before a reload
motherf*ckers slackin and i’m on my main road

turn you into 5 pieces like a zip code
white girl doing h*lla lines like a barcode
you got 1 bag i can send a shipload
i be flowing and your raps sound like morse code

motherf*cker the choppa turn you to a fossil
i got many f*ckin flows and this ones not docile
tryna stack my paper until it get colossal
you gon wake up and see saint john the apostle b*tch

- yung peary

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