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young god - hype كلمات الأغنية

whippin’ up bands in the kitchen (kitchen) hundreds on my wrist i’m whippin’ (whippin) on that lean i’m sippin’ (sip) sike i’m a teen i’m kiddin’ (joking) if i don’t like your girl she nasty, is that her real face cos it look like plasty (plastic) don’t smoke, or your voice’ll get raspy, ice on my wrist yeah that’s the great gatsby (gatsby) whip it up in the kitchen, surgery but no st-tches, yeah my face itches, tell me i’m wrong but y’all snitches, all these groupie chicks want pictures (x2)
go ahead tell me i’m wrong, i think you mad cos i only take dubs, up on the ladder like sun, see these bands yeah, yeah, i got a bunch, eat your rent money for lunch, gotta whole lotta’ stuff, i think you jealous because of my clout, i might just go out and buy me a house, make a boy quit cos a song made him pout, yeah the names fusions go respect me, can’t get in my shows without that entry, walk up to my block yeah test me, the real hood in new york city, yeah, i might just go to get litty yeah, gold on my neck i got fifties yeah, and my girl lookin’ real pretty yeah, only go out if she with me yeah, woah, i got designer from head to my toe, is she yours cos she call you her bro, one more mess up and you become friend zoned, black and white kung fu on that panda woah, i only go out if it’s cold, cooking up bands and ramen on that stove, and if you talk on me then imma let it go, is this gon go viral? you already know. wait a second, you thought i was done? no, yeah this gon go viral, hit her with that spiral, can’t sleep i need a nyquil, i stack up them high bills, you need to take a slight chill, guess ill see y’all later but imma stay independent and now i’m not the one thats dependent the vip sections depending on me now i’m out

- young god

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