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koi the alchemist – frontseat cypher كلمات اغاني

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[intro]
(mathias, hahahaha)
okay, ooh, ooh, ooh, yessir

[verse 1]
n_n_gga’s head stuck in the sand like a seash_ll
f_ckin’ his b_tch in his face f_ck what he felt
kta hop on the track, watch the beat melt
play slider right down his chest like a seatbelt (yessir)
new g’s vetted, on god, he can’t beat me
n_ggas gon’ step out on mine, f_ck that frisbee
jiggas gon’ rock on my tracks, this a three_peat
if he talk trash, put the glock where his lips meet
i feel like that b_tch that got shot in the congress
he aimed at my debt, but he don’t really want it
if he watch the nеws, he’d know that i’m wanted
if he want this bounty, thеn watch how you comment
got a milli on my head, lil’ b_tch, right there (there)
n_ggas won’t take this sh_t, so i really don’t care (don’t care)
n_gga really wanna test me but that n_gga kinda scared
my fist, i k!ll a city, f_ck a b_tch like (aye, oh my god)
[verse 2]
really got ice up in my vans, so i can slide like sub_zero (he slide)
he think he deku but my type of querk k!lla
here’s that brown stick, with extendo clip, make like a churro
my gang’s had travel to his house, i don’t care who you know
i got the trap metal poles in the back, come in, have a seat
my hands always grippin’ on cheese, call me “drakehi”
i’m wrecking like ralph got yo’ girl, no penelope
it’s like murder on the beat, all my tracks got a melody (no, i’m not)
we gon’ shoot through the door, we makin’ peepholes (boo_boom!)
me and rangers released on his face, we shootin’ free throws
i’m a one hundred percent aim, no gta cheat codes
i’m ’bout to cut, and i’m givin’ snitches like i’m leeseo (h_llo)
don’t stand, baby, get up on my lap
i’m too fuego, i don’ worked with the devil
if he really wanna box, he get rocked, no pebbles
he be rockin’ too loud, i’ma turn down his level
she gon’ throw it back, like a hentei free p_rn
i’ma throw these hunnids in the air, let ’em free_fall
versace underwear, but she wanna see me free ball
she pull up with the sauce, we be rollin’ like a meatball

[verse 3]
meatball (meatball), like i’m al pacino’s aquafina
wavehi’s on the beat, it’s nice to meet ya (h_llo)
i’ll take all your money homie, call that sh_t a “search and seizure”
when it comes to oppies, homies, i don’t think i like ’em either
when they play our songs, homies gettin’ paid parking meters
under pressure like barometer, interstellar andromeda
watch me play the game ’til i get it, and then i’m coming up
three plays for the age, watch you drum it up, baby, i could run it up
i’ma chase a bag, and then i double up
same time, two types, baby, that’s the double touch
i’m more like a snooze, like call that sh_t a blunderbuss
swear, don’t hit my line unless you talkin’ ’bout a hunnid plus, b_tch
i know what i did, what i’m worth (what)
you can search for my type, but i’m not from the earth
i’ma work ’til i die, ’til i rot in the dirt
i won’t run, i won’t hide, ’cause i’m not gettin’ hurt, b_tch
i’ma be blunt, you got serpents? homey, i don’t think it’s worth it
i might put ’em out of service only if god is to serve me
and the way i popped off on this beat, so concerning
if respect is obsolete, i’ll just do lip_service, boy

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