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legend adams - offline!!! كلمات أغنية

[intro]
yuh (barchives, n_gga)
it’s the trap game and 17 bars ago
and this n_gga still ain’t dropped
ay, ay, ay, ay

[chorus]
sippin that polar pop, i went to circle k
we circlin the block, add up the pay
addin ps, stayin up, the grind
n_gga’s salty countin up them fines
ex’s claimin they birds is mine
feel like elon handlin the grime
found them on my twitter wit 12 hoes
i’m like “d_mn b_tch, go offline” (d_mn, b_tch)

[verse 1]
yuh
feel like rey rey 619
if this n_gga won’t pay my fines
imma hit ’em with a hurricanrana
sin cara how i handle the drama
feel like soulja countin up them commas
pourin 17 clips to yo mama
if you know me this wouldn’t happen (wouldn’t happen)
snap on beats, it’s an actual habit
sippin henny the way that i snap it
i treat the pen like carrots to rabbits
but most times i’m parappa the rapper
they never dissin, but they claim they a rapper
wearin beanies, but that boy is a capper
boffum get packed up, they not real gs like the packer’s (on god)
corny n_ggas really seeing red, but i keep it white like rolento
n_ggas actin’ like an axe won’t slide through yo door, n_gga, i’m silento
you already know who it is
slide the whip, nae_nae, through yo f_cking sh_t
cupid shuffle, holding on the tits
feel like jim slidin on yo (b_tch)
[chorus]
sippin that polar pop, i went to circle k
we circlin the block, add up the pay
addin ps, stayin up, the grind
n_gga’s salty countin up them fines
ex’s claimin they birds is mine
feel like elon handlin the grimes
found them on twitter wit 12 hoes
i’m like “d_mn b_tch, go offline” (d_mn, b_tch)

[verse 2]
n_ggas won’t get back on track, imma flip me some racks on the world, make a crack on this beat
n_ggas mad ’cause i pack hoes, feelin’ like zapdos, everythin shockin to me
i’m gon’ eat, imma serve her, it’s feelin like culver’s y’all n_ggas be takin the meat
if she take the meat, she gotta pay for it
d_ck so good, even lesbians gotta go straight for it
i take the mic and i grab it, i don’t bury hatchets
i just put the f_cking dirt over and stuff
they be sleepin’ before they give it a rest, like i past it to puff, no diddy
she got a bbl, no drizzy
water fancy like i just drunk fiji
850, i’m the best in the city
y’all can’t compete with me n_gga (on god)
i just be paging these hoes offline, like i’m really scaring the hoes
feel like that n_gga from borderlands 2, n_gga, i carry the o’s
pull to venues, and that act a fool when you comin’ up cool to my shows
our group is an outcast, my girl carries a seven
didn’t cha know?
[chorus]
sippin that polar pop, i went to circle k
we circlin the block, add up the pay
addin ps, stayin up, the grind
n_gga’s salty countin up them fines
ex’s claimin they birds is mine
feel like elon handlin the grimes
found them on twitter wit 12 hoes
i’m like “d_mn b_tch, go offline” (d_mn, b_tch)

[outro]
barchives, n_gga, hahahah

- legend adams

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