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​lifelessgarments – ​osama كلمات اغاني

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[chorus]
huh, huh, yeah, huh (barloss, h_ll no)
i don’t give a f_ck
i’m psyched the f_ck out, i’m the one
don’t give a f_ck ’bout the fame, my status, i get the guys touched
i know it don’t take too much
and they be like garments, yeah, you doin’ too much
they all say the swag too much, the cash too much
for most of you n_ggas, it’s such
garments the one, the goat, vampire, or leek, or whatever you call me, i’m tough
i pick out the alphabet, i shoot xd, come on, lil’ n_gga, let’s clutch
[?] bags of weed, i pick up osama bin laden and smoke out the blunt
i’m inside the black truck with them black garments on, bulletproofed up
vamp, money, and guns
i’m putting them bands on top of his head, heeyuh
i hope you religious, ’cause just like osama, we goin’ all out, islam
if i’m in the tank, yeah, just like obama, i’ma get me a b_tch to run
been through all that drama, i wanna hit the whole team up, just like [?]

[verse]
i got rich off the [?], n_ggas not smokin’ with leek
forever, it’s obsolete
bloodpact, the gang
like ye, it’s blood on the leaves
yeah, i got a slime point
dump on that b_tch [?]
i got some sh_t in my brief
i’m not colorblind, i can see the paper, okay, it’s just blue and green, yeah, ‘kay
i widen the body, i drip like dasani
the swag is sick, the swag disgusting
n_ggas not comin’ like leek, ‘kay
it’s untouchable, as you can see, ‘kay
irresponsible shooters with me, ‘kay
i got thumbable money, i been f_ckin’ up commas
i got payroll k!llers, i keep, okay (yeah)
i got stain, lil’ b_tch, i got chronic
it’s all in her stomach, i threw that lil’ b_tch a few hundred
slide down on his team and punish
that b_tch will get punted
that b_tch will get fifa’d out
that n_gga will get his ass punched
in atlanta, i don’t f_ck with [?]
i will pack that b_tch out in a blunt
you wanna crash out with vamp, you get gone
b_tch, you stupid as f_ck, are you drunk?
like an ill_strator, you get drawn down, i paint a lil’ picture or some
get money on money, i’m thumbin’ ’til sunday, i put all my opps in my lungs
i sprint out the van, dump out all the ammo, i 007 it up
[chorus]
huh, huh, yeah, huh (barloss, h_ll no)
i don’t give a f_ck
i’m psyched the f_ck out, i’m the one
don’t give a f_ck ’bout the fame, my status, i get the guys touched
i know it don’t take too much
and they be like garments, yeah, you doin’ too much
they all say the swag too much, the cash too much
for most of you n_ggas, it’s such
garments the one, the goat, vampire, or leek, or whatever you call me, i’m tough
i pick out the alphabet, i shoot xd, come on, lil’ n_gga, let’s clutch
[?] bags of weed, i pick up osama bin laden and smoke out the blunt
i’m inside the black truck with them black garments on, bulletproofed up
vamp, money, and guns
i’m putting them bands on top of his head, heeyuh
i hope you religious, ’cause just like osama, we goin’ all out, islam
if i’m in the tank, yeah, just like obama, i’ma get me a b_tch to run
been through all that drama, i wanna hit the whole team up, just like [?]

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