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vellydagoat – critic k كلمات اغاني

[intro]
listen, i don’t know who you are, mr. simon, but this sh_t is h—
grrt, pow, pow, pow
grrt, fah, fah, fah
haha, haha, ayy, let’s go

[verse 1]
got n_ggas that’s telling me i’m dropping mid, but clearly, i’m doing the numbers
i don’t give a f_ck ’bout a broke boy opinion, them pockets, they ’bout to go under
okay, okay, finna see what i mean when i’m crossing ’em up like we straight from the thunder
the beats i’ve been feigning, put it on a plate, then i eat like i suffer from hunger
and i’m like, “who wanna try today?”
’cause i got a glocky that’s stuck on my waist
cp3, how i can switch up the pace
tried to follow my path, but got stuck in the maze
underrated, i don’t get enough praisе
put my foot on they neck and somebody gеt stretched in this ho, now they counting they days (uh)
i’m the light, got ’em stuck in amazement
ain’t n0body here touching me, y’all know what’s up with me, what’s the point in y’all debating?
’cause they see that i’m under, they wanna show love when a n_gga bringing home the bacon
you n_ggas beefing ’bout ho’s, so you know that ain’t p, i ain’t finna do no chasing (dummy)
don’t know what he smoking, can’t be that potent, i think somebody must’ve laced him
now watch a n_gga try to say how he got the blammers, leave his sh_t dead on the scene
ah, n_gga, i’m shaking, trembling, saying the words that you don’t even mean
i got some hitters, they pull up, they shooting all green, clutching on heat like miami
talking like you really rowdy, my n_ggas wilding, banging they chests like chimpanzees
[break]
now see, i was really gon’ rip this part
like, it’s only just a blank and sh_t like that, but like (sike)

[verse 2]
remember they said i ain’t come for nothing, now i done made it something
give middle fingers to all of they d_mn assumptions, the critics, they can’t even function
this sh_t feel amazing, it got my adrenaline pumping, carving they head like a pumpkin
freak ho, she blowing my d_ck like an instrument, n_gga, she act like this sh_t was a trumpet
i cannot get into it with an internet gangster, i know that he sweeter than crumpets
i got it live, lit, jumping, gripping a chopstick, dump it
alley_oop a opp, slam dunk him straight in a casket like i just made me a basket
stupid ho thinking she bougie, know that she ratchet, let me go ahead and tap it
these n_ggas, they put on a front, claiming they savage, hoping n0body would catch it
these n_ggas, they know i’ma stunt, brodie, i’m having
n_gga, this ain’t nothing average

- vellydagoat

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