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antie manie - 43 song كلمات أغنية

[intro]
ayy, what that loser say on discord?
when i walk up to goop, they say, “f_ck off you b_tch,” haha
haha, uh, yeah
uh_huh

[verse 1]
when i walk up to goop, they say, “f_ck off you b_tch,” haha
dude, your music so bad, i wanna vomit
they in my dms, just straight up typing sh_t
i gotta drip, i pour by the liter
they hate me cause i made it before them
big racks on me, i flex on your boyfiend
buddy want smoke, he run up, i shot ’em
reach for a chain, jason got slaughtered

[chorus]
on the late night, late night
i was in the studio, making songs
jason want rap beef, but already lost
hope you had a nice sleep with your boyfriend

[verse 2]
when i walk up to goop, they say, “f_ck off you b_tch,” haha
all this red on me, i feel like superman
know what i’m sayin’, i feel like superman
they start mumbling, i said “momma mia”
christ is a beggar, n0body likes him
blow up my dms, don’t want me to leave him
reece keep getting in my d_mn dms
met him from luxury, worst mistake ever
[chorus]
on the late night, late night
i was in the studio, had a great time
know i got that gold chain, it’s with me
forty_three, but i tote that thirty_five, you get me?

[verse 3]
yeah, yeah, young cool rapper in some reebok
hit them with the diss, they all gone
tongue on the tip, he can’t talk right
send him to the field to make skins
i just treat the b_tch like a loser
b_tch, i’m ‘bouta yell, i already responded
y’all catch feelings, i catch flights
i be on the plane on the late nights

[verse 4]
uh, forty_three, but i got forty_three friends
bustdown, the chain got forty_three rocks
just checked the dm, forty_three losers
just hit him with the joke, they already blocked me
“antie manie, how you get forty years old?”
great songs on me, think the boy forty years old
just left the school with forty_three bags
run back in, get forty_three more
yeah, beats on my pants, got forty_three bands
still thumbin’ through the money like forty_three hands
real new york boy, reebok in the sand
got gold on my neck, sound like forty_three cans
real estate buddy, bought forty_three homes
b_tch tryna stick around, told shorty, “go home”
just got a check, need forty_three more
just hit jayflexn up, told him i need more lyrics
[verse 5]
yeah, forty_three songs
told these b_tches that i’m forty_three, buddy said, “forty_three? cap”
they thought i was eighteen
pull up with the crew, got forty_three bars
run for the money
stepped on the track, run forty_three laps
i just hit the stu’, made forty_three slaps
songs so ass, i started vomiting

[outro]
late night, late night
i just f_ckin’ rapped, i, i
that’s a wrap, man, cut that stuff off, ha
heck it up, man
heck they talkin’ ’bout?
this song crazy as heck
want my water
forty_three, buddy
you’re so cute man, i can’t, i can’t

- antie manie

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