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boldy james & your boy posca - rumored as legend would have it كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
game time, i’m finna arcade ’em
major motion pic’, my n_gga scarfacing
the whip look like tony stark’s made it
keep a couple bad b_tches stark naked
on all fours, marble hall floors
caught it off the glass, sn_tching all boards
hate a bum b_tch with too much lip
but if you getting money, then i’m all yours
who your family is, it don’t amuse me
all that scamming sh_t, it don’t move me
keep playing b_tch and you gon’ lose me
wasn’t with me when i felt the starvation
now the p like some sh_t out of star wars
break dance the bag like a b boy
on some cardboard off of sixth and ardmore
sixty strip on me, all blankets
drug zone, [?] running mates
top of the key feel like paul george
karl banks, not a round table
move ya feet it’s looking like a ball banquet
young and hopping out slamming car doors
shot a hole in one, ran off with a birdie
all these n_ggas bogey on a par four
all this snowballing somebody call franklin
you’re chain like it came from the middle of the mall
hanging up like the call waiting
up the drum bet he duck and run, like a n_gga seen the goyard store
all this sh_t be so uncalled for
in front the music n_ggas hardcore
behind the scenes n_ggas not as street as they pretend to be
i know they all fake
[chorus]
how many dimes is it to a sack?
how many times can you slip through the cracks?
how many l’s did you take for the win?
how many times did you get this sh_t back?
time and a half had to work in a hole
lining the ac’ up, mcclellan and mack
ninety_nine bottles of lean on the wall
i turned the trap to a medicine cabinet
the cross on my bezel is clashing
the law full of metal then plastic
ducked off, i’m cuffing that one cloth but you was never my fabric
if he snitch put an x on his jacket
in my hood it get super jurassic
as rumored, as legend would have it
my shooters be stepping and crashing

[verse 2]
gaga know that i’m a deal drugger
mama know that i’m a land ganger
cooking up with a pants hang
my b_tch know that i’m a field runner
hundred shot in my steel drum, not too much of a handshaker
turned your b_tch to a pill stuffer, took her just cause i can take her
all i feed her is whale blubber, get more head than a hair braider
mob detroit got the real brothers, got to meet with the fam later
f_ck with us for a work ethic, toss so many chirps i need a translator
all these cakes and terps out in turks and caicos
made a 30 play in some chanel runners
couple hundred thousand grams latter
still in the hood with the creatures, goyles, and the yams serving
fans waving, little bro be quick to fan a n_gga down and let the kel’ stutter like san andreas real rsc and i’m a h_ll raiser
running routes catching sales paper
on the h_ll block just for the h_ll of it
move the bag quicker than the landscaper
new dior denim, couldn’t even fit ’em
at the ankle had to get my pants tapered
22’s ran me 1200
ran the street so much as a kid, n_gga barely even seen his real mother
back in youth detention, i was a fed baby
now i’m the brick man i don’t sell bubba
[chorus]
how many dimes is it to a sack?
how many times can you slip through the cracks?
how many l’s did you take for the win?
how many times did you get this sh_t back?
time and a half had to work in a hole
lining the ac’ up, mcclellan and mack
ninety_nine bottles of lean on the wall
i turned the trap to a medicine cabinet
the cross on my bezel is clashing
the law full of metal then plastic
ducked off, i’m cuffing that one cloth but you was never my fabric
if he snitch put an x on his jacket
in my hood it get super jurassic
as rumored, as legend would have it
my shooters be stepping and crashing

- boldy james your boy posca

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