heygwuapo - fuck_prod-maj-nd-808-demon_ كلمات أغنية
[intro]
yeah, yeah
808 demon
what the f_ck_
[chorus]
f_ck, f_ck
b_tch i spilt my cup
bags on bags on bags, i just be running sh_t up
racks on racks on racks, she wanna f_ck, i touched down in paris
$1,000 my appearance, too many sons i feel like a god d_mn parent
[verse 1]
217 elites, yeah, these b_tches say that i’m fleek, huh
miami, b_tch i got heat, i went to good times, i be hurting my feet
these n_ggas look up to me, yeah, maajins gon’ f_ck with the beat
bought her a new bag, slay boy you sweet
and i got top in the g
they asking questions, ‘how the f_ck you do it?’
but i just told ’em to beat it
i’m getting money up, b_tch i’m higher than god
i put my cup on the seat
lean on my ex hoe, b_tch i feel like x
i’m in yo’ hood sipping tea
i’m a lil addict to this god d_mn coupe
and this b_tch quit sipping lean
[verse 2]
hold on, my coupe it got two doors
i’m gon’ dip like ‘kudos’
i been getting so much bag
my pockets fat like xhulooo
f_ck, yeah, hold on
f_ck, b_tch i’m the goat, run it up
i_ i_ i could just say the same sh_t on music, ’cause i’m still going up
f_ f_ck, yeah, don’t f_ck with that lame sh_t
you a mean b_tch, i’ll tell you straight up
these n_ggas really my sons
you cannot be me b_tch, you gon’ run out of luck
[chorus]
f_ck, f_ck
b_tch i spilt my cup
bags on bags on bags, i just be running sh_t up
racks on racks on racks, she wanna f_ck, i touched down in paris
$1,000 my appearance, too many sons i feel like a god d_mn parent
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