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apollored1 - vamp language (bonus) كلمات أغنية

[chorus: destroy lonely]
huh, i got funds i could blow today
diamonds on the rollie face
hoes, this a b_tch parade
oh, i might pull up, wraith
woah, i’m so renegade, i’m rich
i might sn_tch your chain, b_tch
i been gettin’ paid, i’m lit
i speak young vamp language
was servin’ contraband, turnt up and now i’m the man, d_mn
i go .300 blackout when i’m swingin’ my stick
i was eighteen ridin’ with the glock 19 and arp
i can’t f_ck a fan, all my b_tches get bucks to dance, n_gga

[verse 1: apollored1]
huh, soild shooter, i’m not callin’ for backup
she a bad b_tch, i know she gon’ act up
broke_ass n_gga, get some money, better rack up
watchin’ everything, i know they can’t track us
white hoes treat me like post malone
shoutout marcello, went everything chrome
still in the hood, yeah, i’m good in my zone
i told her be 5ive and don’t go through my phone
real_rap n_gga, yeah, brrt, brrt, huh
slime a n_gga out, no slatt business, huh
say i’m gettin’ money, know i act different, uh
i said i was gon’ chill, but back trippin’
i can’t f_ck if you don’t go both ways
i got permanent opps, ain’t no fade
i don’t care what you say, can’t be saved
if i see you, i’ma pistol parade
but they thought i was switchin’ it up?
she a bad ho pickin’ it up
took everything, yeah, he givin’ it up
i’m on the top floor livin’ it up
and i’m with top floor, b_tches with us
all pure bread, but i’m missin’ the cup
i know she gon’ f_ck ’cause she listen to us
antagonist tour, got my stick on the bus
[verse 2: destroy lonely]
got my stick in the trunk
bad b_tch got some shots in the b_tt
no daredevil, i do my own stunts
big dog, b_tch, i’m a mutt
pig style, sh_ttin’ on all y’all
red when i feel like apollo
red_bone b_tch like to swallow, ya dig?

[verse 3: apollored1]
huh, play with us, get hit with a hollow
f_ck her once, won’t see her tommorrow
double_o pop out, it look like a car show
every time we pop out, n_ggas tryna follow
i don’t want no kids, shawty better swallow
f_ckin’ on sisters like brooklyn and latto
s_x, money, vamp, yeah, b_tch, that’s the motto
i don’t call the play, i just throw it like auto
i’m in the field, huh, with a goyard
i got a real b_tch, she gon’ go hard
i’m not no regular rapper, we rockstars
i’m too geeked up, i might shoot at a cop car
finessin’ that boy, he keep green like wockhardt
i’m sellin’ beams, but it’s weed in the top jar
long way from the plug, can’t believe that we went far
[chorus: destroy lonely]
i got funds i could blow today
diamonds on the rollie face
hoes, this a b_tch parade
oh, i might pull up, wraith
woah, i’m so renegade, i’m rich
i might sn_tch your chain, b_tch
i been gettin’ paid, i’m lit
i speak young vamp language
was servin’ contraband, turnt up and now i’m the man, d_mn
i go .300 blackout when i’m swingin’ my stick
i was eighteen ridin’ with the glock 19 and arp
i can’t f_ck a fan, all my b_tches get bucks to dance, n_gga

- apollored1

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