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slix the rapper – young god كلمات اغاني

[verse 1]
let my girlfriend hold the strap, got no dyk_
doing drive_bys at night, got no lights
hating on me? yeah, you got no life
grew up with people that’s locked up for life
slow down on the percs something don’t feel right
hi_tech red, that sh_t slime real right
i freestyle, this sh_t they will write
he on the corner, stop at the red light
talking drunk, you no bud light
he on the gram, flexing with fake ice
i’ma keep going no time for a hook
they stealing the drip, no time for a crook
yo b_tch get picked up, then i get l!cked up
we in the fisker moving to cali, la or vista
she want a mister, i want her sister, sh_t real crazy
someone come roll backwoods, i’ll pay
someone talk down on my name, i’ll slay
i’ma test out my new gun like yeah
spent two bands, gave my b_tch red hair
pull up on a lil’ b_tch, he right there
he location shared
on the way with sticks right now we ain’t never cared
uh, huh

[chorus]
ah (ah), ah (ah)
she look at me like i’m a young god
allah, thank god
gave me the talent now you know slix go hard
we in yo yard, you ain’t here
then we in your bro yard, make it clear
boolin’ in the front lawn, we know you here, ayy, ayy, ayy
turn your coat red, uh, paul revere
[verse 2]
run up the money and ran out of fears
codeine cups we having cheers
what’s her name all on my phone
i haven’t talked to this b_tch in some years
yeah, they all run back, when the money coming in
they want givenchy the way that i got it
oh my god, how much are you willing to spend, yeah
uh_huh, uh_huh, uh_huh, uh_huh
uh_huh, uh_huh, uh_huh, uh_huh
talk my sh_t and back it
rockstar from the trap
run from the cops in my raffs, yeah
make ’em feel my wrath, yeah
i pour one up in the sprite or the crush
maybe high_c, maybe a faygo
call it ironic ’cause all of my demons be ready to give some of these lil’ b_tches halos

[bridge]
oh, oh
i’ma let it breath, breath let it die slow
i’m your greatest enemy
eazy_e, f_ck the police
they won’t let none of my people home, home
oh, oh
i’ma let it breath, breath let it die slow
i’m your greatest enemy
eazy_e, f_ck the police
[chorus]
ah (ah), ah (ah)
she look at me like i’m a young god
allah, thank god
gave me the talent now you know slix go hard
we in yo yard, you ain’t here
then we in your bro yard, make it clear
boolin’ in the front lawn, we know you here, ayy, ayy, ayy
turn your coat red, uh, paul revere

- slix the rapper

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