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rome streetz – non factor كلمات اغاني

[intro: rome streetz]
yeah, pay me mine motherf_cker
listen, i need my…
you know what the f_ck i need (yeah, yeah.. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, look)
the socket to my motherf_ckin_ (check this out)
to my mother_ (look)

[verse 1: rome streetz]
ayo
had warrants for my apprehension (uh huh)
hate from corny ass n_ggas that rap in my mentions (f_ck y’all n_ggas)
austrian gats with extensions, small cracks per ten cents
big boulder for a hundred stash it in a benz van (yeah)
cartier glasses rimless, l_st for the cash endless
rap with a vengeance, new smack for your syringes (ah)
’cause in the end you n_ggas is all trash to begin with (n_ggas trash)
i’m gods favorite even do amazing when i wing it
i needs my pockets socked too and my ring kissed (sock it to my pocket)
was on the highway to h_ll now this the road to new riches
got it lit, they love my steelo’ like them 702 b_tches
no you can’t f_ck with who this is (nah), i’m a rare breed
remix the blow in the blender then compress it to a square piece
in jail i had the banger hidden in the hair grease (i did)
murder music, every time you hear streetz i’m godly
going stupid hard ’till its ferrari on the car key
took all of your fiends, i hit ’em offer the large piece (haha)
green bape camouflage hoodie with the shark t__th
i need marielle to draw me, smoking holding a forty
it’s lord streetz, pistol whip your jaw, you need false t__th (run)
been a heart_throb making all of the pretty broads queef
peeling off in porsche jeeps (skrrrt)
my auras more dior crime connoisseur, broke wh0res can’t afford me (nuh uh)
she tryna’ orgy and suck me off for a tour tee
kick your sh_t in, f_ck a door key, i move raw like i’m corky
on a cold new york street (haha)
[chorus: rome streetz]
i need my money on the first and every time after (after)
cross the line and my slime clap ya’ (bow, bow)
hustling n_gga that just happened to be a rapper
you other n_ggas is a non factor (you n_ggas washed)
i need my money on the first and every time after (uh huh)
cross the line and my slime clap ya’ (boom, boom)
hustling n_gga that just happened to be a rapper
you other n_ggas is a non factor

[verse 2: westside gunn]
ayo
hold up, the tec fold up (doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
m_16 out the rose truck
closest thing to perfection, 24 karat gold lexus
my neck got necklace on top of necklace
you reach; it’s a deathwish, i’ll leave your chest swissed
german suplexes, hundred pounds i did two sets
i’m too blessed, you talk more and do less
i talk less and rule the turf, peace to my earth
we ride around in fiend rentals every first
thirty rocks got me an infinit_ j_30
“woot” to my n_gga jay worthy (woot)
james banging at my place early (ah)
pistol whipped the f_ck_n_gga knocked out his pearlies
cops chase us down belly, jumped out on shirley
fiends draggin’ by my ankle saying “west, serve me”
[chorus: rome streetz]
i need my money on the first and every time after (after)
cross the line and my slime clap ya’ (bow, bow)
hustling n_gga that just happened to be a rapper
you other n_ggas is a non factor (you n_ggas washed)
i need my money on the first and every time after (uh huh)
cross the line and my slime clap ya’ (boom, boom)
hustling n_gga that just happened to be a rapper
you other n_ggas is a non factor (you n_ggas trash)

- rome streetz

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