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dylan raps - government official remix كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
yea

[verse 1]
i got three f_ckin’ lambos in the driveway
wait, now i’m rappin’ too fake
we up in this b_tch like we vibrate
f_ck her brains out and give her a migraine
f_ckin’ a b_tch while i’m high, planes
f_ck her face if she go on a tirade
i f_cked her, but she’s not my babe, d_mn
k!ll a b_tch if her period late
i’m so conceited, i hate when a b_tch on her period, wait
make a b_tch feed me grapes, period, make hoes delirious
seriously i hate these rappers, they’re all f_ckin’ snakes in the grass
(ex) hate when she see me with cash
step on these b_tches like a floor mat
my delivery on wax is like a door dash
i got more bodies than a wh0re has
i drank bacardi, i hope i don’t crash on they ass
b_tches now let me smash on they ass
gettin’ famous, might pass on they ass
plus i don’t know how long i could last in that ass
how long will these rappers last, ‘cause they ass
all these rappers come in last ‘cause they trash
f_ck with huey, we’ll pull up in some masks
f_ck a b_tch so hard, might pull out her tracks
hit my boy tommy for gas, he keep a p in the stash
won’t do a feature for cash, if the dude’s song doesn’t slap
i’ma go get me a bag, so my mom won’t have to work more
tell a lil b_tch to twerk more, only give her what she’ll work for
i’m ‘bouta have a f_ckin’ lambo in the driveway
we been livin’ like a blu_ray
i don’t think i’ve slept in two days
choke a b_tch out and give her a blue face
f_ck every b_tch on our first date
break a girl’s heart in the worst way
b_tch, i’m comin’ for first place

[refrain]
yea
lil b_tch
b_tch, i’m dylan raps

[verse 2]
i get drunk and start textin’ my exes
b_tch green like she can’t get the message
b_tch askin’ where i’m at on some fed sh_t
green beams, we don’t f_ck with the red sh_t
write down what we say, get hit with the lead b_tch
said you solid, we still thinkin’ you said sh_t
b_tch broke my heart, tryna heal like a med kit
if a op wanna try me, then let him
i might lay b_tch out like a bed spread
op b_tch get hit with the lead lead
b_tch left me on read read, don’t remember what i said
extra b_tch tryna f_ck up my credit
make her shake, now she think we go steady
i’ma break the b_tch’s heart if she let me
i’ma make the b_tch hate and regret me
i’m about to spend an m on a neck piece
got a b_tch askin’, “can we have s_x, please”
i got b_tches actin’ up ‘cause they ready
i got b_tches green with envy, they can’t get the message
i got b_tches overseas tryna s_xt me
i’m not finna let her know that she s_xy
giraffe b_tch, she been tryna neck me
clout b_tch, she be tryna flex me
you’re b_tch home alone undressin’, “play dylan, alexa”
when my song is on, she cum a lil extra
in my dm’s ‘cause she like how i’m flexin’

[outro]
that b_tch is a f_cking wh0re
f_ck you, all you f_cking donoho motherf_ckers
all you f_cking, “oh, dylan can’t f_cking rap”
f_ck you, f_cking stupid b_tch
i’m three natty lights deep, f_ckin” wh0re
f_ck you, sl_t

- dylan raps

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