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selfmade noah - the recipe كلمات الأغنية

ah naw, these b_tches they got me trippin
they just talking down, they ain’t even see the vision
like jay_z run the town, with two glockies, yeah i’m twinning
like some beyblades down your block, way we f_ckin’ spinnin

don’t hit me when i’m poppin’, i’ma treat you like a option
i heard these goofies talkin’, but they still be watchin
almost dropped the ball, but now i’m back to saucin
tape around the glockie, say proceed with caution

they hatin’ on the kid from y’all p_ssies, i’m a profit
but they doin’ as i say, got me feelin’ like a prophet
trippin’ on that cid, feel like i could fly just likе rocket
i’m pullin’ on your wig, b_tch, you shoulda wore a bonnet
finna hit thе top and they tryna f_ckin’ stop it
talkin’ out a pocket, put the arp up out my pocket
you in a honda, i’m in a big ass truck, could stop a rocket
said you with the gang, surround your crib like a mosh pit

got that sh_t a hit you once and knock you down, i feel like rocky
put the ten thou up on the red just because i’m feelin’ c_cky
put ten thou up on your head, i heard you tryna pop me
but you already know that ain’t gon’ happen

i put the m16 out the window and get the fappin
you tryna post a fl!ck, listen in, i’m spittin’ caption
been gone a lil’ minute, but i’m back and i’m slappin
yo girl in the back askin’ how i fit an ounce in the slapwood
they already tryna steal my flow, i guess i’m that good
if it bout my pape, then b_tch, i’ma grab wood
if i don’t hit you with the glock, i bet the mac could
like if it bout some beef, kamikaze, i’ma crash out
catch him in the crib, call a duty, threw a flash out
crib full of goofies like it was a f_ckin’ clown house
hop back in the whip, get to spinnin do the dash now

oh no, i seen the opps, know them n_ggas gettin’ whacked
just know i see your b_tch, bet them cheeks gettin’ clapped
i pay for a new wig so her weave could get sn_tched
i’m gettin’ head in the stu, she on her knees while i rap
i been flyin’ first class, had to leave at the trap
i left a hoe alone, she ain’t need me like that
i think all you n_ggas paused you can see its a fact

i’m at the opps corner, i just put him in a bag
tell lil bro swerve out the whip, i’ma hop out on his ass
ever since that yop_yop, i can never give a pass
i know some n_ggas think they rich, but so broke that sh_t be sad
you only live this b_tch once, so this life, we make it last

chase the cash, f_ck these hoes, could never get attached
trippin’ can’t read the gps, i think i need a map
hit me for that purp, i got some zips up in the back
ain’t doin’ one_on_ones, i be quick to grab the strap

pills and promethazine, i’m f_ckin’ up my dopamine
up lurkin’ off a perky like i can’t even go to sleep
pop out some exotic, so y’all ain’t even know it’s me
and i heard it’s beef, f_ck a treaty, you my enemy
pass your girl the bottle got her sippin’ on some hennessy
b_tch, i feel like johnny, these p_ssy keep on testin’ me
trippin’ out my body, they think they got the best of me
they tryna steal the sauce, but y’all won’t get the recipe

- selfmade noah

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