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arsx - if mozart was a trapstar كلمات الأغنية

[intro: arsx]
(av with that drip!)
type sh_t! (yuh! yuh!)
you know how the f_ck we rockin’! (hahaha!)
yuh, ayy (arsx!), yeah, yeah_yeah_yeah!

[verse 1: arsx]
20 racks in my backpack, glock to his top
muhf_cka’ like a snapback, flashback
prolly [?] selling crack_pack
but i f_cked around and played my cards right, blackjack
poker sh_t, i’m on the colder sh_t, my sh_t is polar b_tch
i’m rollercoasterin’ these older kids and they be noticin’
they jealous of me, wan’ take it from me, she said she love me
that shawty gone, they talk about me but on they chats they be gettin’ [?]
[?] goin’ demon, f_cked her for no reason
shawty hot like thе caribbean but she puerto rican
i’m a god, just likе morgan freeman, but they still be sleepin’
wake ’em up, once i’m at the top, my mission completed
wildin’, she said “fly me to the island!” i said, “b_tch, you think i’m stupid? why the f_ck you even tryin’?”
started lyin’, going off like a siren, and my rollie perfect timing
i’m a giant, b_tch, i’m risin’, this lil’ arsx on my f_ck sh_t
[chorus: arsx]
if mozart was a trapstar, he’d be in the backyard
bussin’ out these p_ssies with attack bars
you get clapped hard, leave your body in the scr_pyard
then run up bands like a motherf_ckin’ track_star

[bridge: arsx]
if mozart was a trapstar, he’d be in the backyard
bussin’ out these p_ssies with attack bars
you get clapped hard, leave your body in the scr_pyard
then run up bands like a motherf_ckin’ track_star

[verse 2: salemk_ma]
flex on these b_tches, i’m robbin’ yo’ coat
she put in my d_ck in her mouth and she choke
p_ssy boy actin’ he rich, but he broke
nah, i am serious before it was joke
y’all just keep sleepin’, y’all just need to get woke
none of y’all really be wantin’ the smoke
you takin’ my hoe, but she want you for coke
i just be chillin’, i’m tokin’ my [?]
[?]

[verse 3: salemk_ma]
[?]
[bridge 2: salemk_ma]
if mozart was a motherf_ckin’ trapstar
he’d be [?], ayy
emo b_tch got wrists cut
big b_lls like mother f_ckin’ [?]

[chorus: arsx]
if mozart was a trapstar, he’d be in the backyard
bussin’ out these p_ssies with attack bars
you get clapped hard, leave your body in the scr_pyard
then run up bands like a motherf_ckin’ track_star (perfect!)

[outro: arsx]
ayy!

- arsx

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