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apollo the goat - shirt lyrics
[verse 1]
bad b_tch call me apollo
don’t forget the goat
had to buss it down
had to get it in the rose
put my d_ck up in her mouth and
make that b_tch choke
lights, camera action look at me how i pose
keep my sh_t off the map keep it on the low
in the studio cooking crack on the stove
f_cking on the b_tch yeah i keep it on the low
i’m f_cking on yo b_tch yeah i keep it on the low
b_tch i’m really bout to pull up in a f_cking wraith
four bands new watch had to flash it in her face
skinny b_tch skinny face she gonna give me face
flawless diamonds see me yeah i’m stunting in the place
let them bullets hit yeah we pick em up no trace
never chase a b_tch never finna be the case
i’m f_cking with yo b_tch bout to get to second base
we back in the wraith that’s the case we third base
[chorus]
counting my money it make that b_tch twerk
toting my uzi i’m not talking vert
new foreign b_tch yeah she just tryna flirt
new foreign b_tch put it right in reverse
playing with gang you get put in the dirt
six foot right under get put on a shirt
six foot right under get put on a shirt
playing with gang you get put in the dirt
[verse 2]
i’m finna run it up yeah counting all my stacks
yeah, i’m never giving up yeah
counting all my stacks yeah
it’s not even luck
keep on the on the gram and you bound to get bucked
you bound to get snuck
yeah your b_tch really f_ck
yeah my stick really tucked
did i fail to mention that your b_tch really f_cking f_cked
lots of money on me yeah i f_cking throw it up
she on my d_ck you know that she had to f_ck it up
slap that b_tches ass like pete did his momma
my brain is overloading cause i’m counting all these commas
all these n_ggas fake, yeah, all these b_tches problems
take that b_tch i f_ck her yeah i make that b_tch my dama
take her to j_pan we can go to yokohama
dropped a song blow up that sh_t like osama
taking care of these n_ggas like my name was obama
and i don’t f_ck with all the petty sh_t and all the drama
[bridge]
she hop like a bunny switching lanes
see right through you eyes like pain
my choppa six foot like lil wayne
shoot out the roof feeling like max payne
she hop like a bunny switching lanes
see right through you eyes like pain
my choppa six foot like lil wayne
shoot out the roof feeling like max payne
[chrous]
counting my money it make that b_tch twerk
toting my uzi i’m not talking vert
new foreign b_tch yeah she just tryna flirt
new foreign b_tch put it right in reverse
playing with gang you get put in the dirt
six foot right under get put on a shirt
six foot right under get put on a shirt
playing with gang you get put in the dirt
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