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salvanic - holy jam كلمات أغنية

[intro]
they tryna steal my flow
f_ck it, south side sh_t, west side n_ggas ain’t got nun’ on me
know what i’m sayin’? ain’t got nun’ on me

[chorus]
ain’t got nun’ on me
whole lil’ jam while i f_ck on a tee
tight lil’ thong, let me see
that lil’ b_tch, she bad to the bone, i see
i got a hoe disease, i got a flow disease, i get it all day
i got a hoe disease, she can not f_ck with the steel
now she feeling a way
that lil’ b_tch want to date
told that lil’ b_tch that i’m not a sk_nk
i do not date lil’ hoes, b_tch, i need me a xan
i need a f_cking queen, n_gga
i had to f_ck with a miss
i cannot f_ck with a miniature b_tch, you know that i’m dodging my miss

[verse]
know that i’m dodging my miss
i had to told that b_tch that i’m not f_cking fat
i never [?] call me rat
i ain’t got time for your sh_t, i’m going to bed
’cause i never want to bet
n_ggas be stickin’ bullsh_t, i’m out of thе way
i’m out of the way, hey, i’m out of the
that lil’ b_tch want to datе, had to calm down on the beat
f_cking that b_tch, she elite
she always pop up on my feet
you know, b_tch wanna see, uh, you know, sal_ly, uh
go outside, and ring, i’m here to catch a case on the beat
i gotta diddle the beat, i gotta belittle the beat
i had to make this beat my b_tch
i never beat my b_tch
i had to beat that p_ssy up
like i’m jordan, like i’m carter
i don’t know why the lil’ b_tch had to fart_er
i took the b_tch in the back, and i taught her
walk in the club and i told that hoe just back up, back up, back up, back up
i hired assassins, tell them lil’ n_ggas go zap em’, zap em’, zap em’, zap em’
bro got the sh_t, it’s grippy, uh
shaking that b_tch like a basketball
i’m upping the sh_t and he gotta fall
pack up the stadium, we ’bout to go ball
throwing that b_tch on the ass_a_phalt
i had to put on a mask, ’cause all of these n_ggas want to play with a crash_out
you n_ggas don’t want it, i’m blasting off
you n_ggas don’t want me, i’m blasting off
you n_ggas get scared, i’m not masking off
i’m f_cking your b_tch, her ass is soft
f_cking that b_tch in the backwood
i’m doing some sh_t, you cannot match up
the dumb sh_t you do, just blame all the drugs
the lame sh_t you do, not getting no hoes
not getting no hoes, you look like a bug
i’m taking your b_tch, she go to my shows
you work a store, my n_gga, you broke
i pull up and go, you better not choke, little b_tch
when you hear d. w, you not thinkin’ no arthur
you be thinking of sal, because a n_gga go harder
when she all on my saddle, i feel like i’m morgan wallen
when i hop on the phone, sing my song, who is you?

- salvanic

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