Mantra
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โฑ๏ธ 3:49 duration
๐ ID: 397904
๐ Lyrics
Get your lady
Cop, piff, inhale and cough
Rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my dick and playing cautious
I'ma show you how it's done right nigga
Drop this when the sunlight gone
Better run right home when the sky turn black
Screaming, "Fuck five-0" 'til my line go flat
In that ash-gray Beamer we'll be callin' that the pigeon coupe
Jack knife bitches to the couches in they living rooms
Ask who the best and I doubt that they picking you
Back like how I need to style, I invented you
Act like you don't know the name
Only time I ain't eating when the cho-cha stanky
Listening to Pre, getting dome while I lane switch
Bitches by the three licking coke off the pinky of a
Poster child, you're supposed to hate me
Bold and wild, you broke and angry, my nigga
Name getting bigger than the difference between us
Niggas is fake, I limit the features I give 'em
Sweat (sweat) shirt (shirt)
You know you famous when the niggas that surround you switch
And if they hating in a passive tense, now they hounding dick
And you ain't ask for this
Now you surrounded with a gaggle of 100 fucking thousand kids
Who you can't get mad at, when they want a pound and a pic
Cause they the reason that the traffic on the browser quick
And they the reason that the paper in your trousers thick
I said sweat (sweat), shirt (shirt)
You can tell the Reaper I'ma meet em when he send for me
With a cleaver, and a .30, and some twisted weed
I pick one, and let the crimson leak, nigga
Get your lady
Cop, piff, inhale and cough
Rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my dick and playing cautious
You used to say you like violins
And your lifestyle depend on me
And I know it's night time when you get lonely
And tell all your little friends how that bitch stole me
And despite all the facts that you got phony
You gonna tell them bout the night that you exposed me
For the bastard I was
And how I probably smashed every bitch that I passed in the club
And the last couple months was the worst
Cause I smashed all the trust
That I earned in the past couple months
That we had as a couple
My absence, a fuss
Was a problem that we ain't ever really get to solve
We just smashed and we scuffled
Tryna keep it calm but I snap at you
Now you're taking all your property back and it's obvious that
That apart from the fact that we fuck and it's bomb
And I hate when you home
And when I'm gone I don't call cause you nag
Man I brought you some shit
And I bought you some shit
What you offering here?
What the fuck you offering here?
I shouldn't even, fuck, fuck this, fuck all this shit
Young nigga, get your lady, cop piff
Inhale and cough, rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my dick and playing cautious
Cop, piff, inhale and cough
Rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my dick and playing cautious
I'ma show you how it's done right nigga
Drop this when the sunlight gone
Better run right home when the sky turn black
Screaming, "Fuck five-0" 'til my line go flat
In that ash-gray Beamer we'll be callin' that the pigeon coupe
Jack knife bitches to the couches in they living rooms
Ask who the best and I doubt that they picking you
Back like how I need to style, I invented you
Act like you don't know the name
Only time I ain't eating when the cho-cha stanky
Listening to Pre, getting dome while I lane switch
Bitches by the three licking coke off the pinky of a
Poster child, you're supposed to hate me
Bold and wild, you broke and angry, my nigga
Name getting bigger than the difference between us
Niggas is fake, I limit the features I give 'em
Sweat (sweat) shirt (shirt)
You know you famous when the niggas that surround you switch
And if they hating in a passive tense, now they hounding dick
And you ain't ask for this
Now you surrounded with a gaggle of 100 fucking thousand kids
Who you can't get mad at, when they want a pound and a pic
Cause they the reason that the traffic on the browser quick
And they the reason that the paper in your trousers thick
I said sweat (sweat), shirt (shirt)
You can tell the Reaper I'ma meet em when he send for me
With a cleaver, and a .30, and some twisted weed
I pick one, and let the crimson leak, nigga
Get your lady
Cop, piff, inhale and cough
Rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my dick and playing cautious
You used to say you like violins
And your lifestyle depend on me
And I know it's night time when you get lonely
And tell all your little friends how that bitch stole me
And despite all the facts that you got phony
You gonna tell them bout the night that you exposed me
For the bastard I was
And how I probably smashed every bitch that I passed in the club
And the last couple months was the worst
Cause I smashed all the trust
That I earned in the past couple months
That we had as a couple
My absence, a fuss
Was a problem that we ain't ever really get to solve
We just smashed and we scuffled
Tryna keep it calm but I snap at you
Now you're taking all your property back and it's obvious that
That apart from the fact that we fuck and it's bomb
And I hate when you home
And when I'm gone I don't call cause you nag
Man I brought you some shit
And I bought you some shit
What you offering here?
What the fuck you offering here?
I shouldn't even, fuck, fuck this, fuck all this shit
Young nigga, get your lady, cop piff
Inhale and cough, rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my dick and playing cautious
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.39] Get your lady
[00:01.79] Cop, piff, inhale and cough
[00:03.09] Rip the label off this
[00:05.44] Picked the road that got twists
[00:07.30] I'm holding my dick and playing cautious
[00:09.61] I'ma show you how it's done right nigga
[00:11.73] Drop this when the sunlight gone
[00:14.13] Better run right home when the sky turn black
[00:16.33] Screaming, "Fuck five-0" 'til my line go flat
[00:18.84] In that ash-gray Beamer we'll be callin' that the pigeon coupe
[00:21.55] Jack knife bitches to the couches in they living rooms
[00:23.88] Ask who the best and I doubt that they picking you
[00:26.43] Back like how I need to style, I invented you
[00:28.83] Act like you don't know the name
[00:31.01] Only time I ain't eating when the cho-cha stanky
[00:33.53] Listening to Pre, getting dome while I lane switch
[00:36.11] Bitches by the three licking coke off the pinky of a
[00:38.81] Poster child, you're supposed to hate me
[00:40.98] Bold and wild, you broke and angry, my nigga
[00:43.26] Name getting bigger than the difference between us
[00:45.58] Niggas is fake, I limit the features I give 'em
[00:48.11] Sweat (sweat) shirt (shirt)
[00:50.52] You know you famous when the niggas that surround you switch
[00:52.80] And if they hating in a passive tense, now they hounding dick
[00:55.79] And you ain't ask for this
[00:57.22] Now you surrounded with a gaggle of 100 fucking thousand kids
[01:00.08] Who you can't get mad at, when they want a pound and a pic
[01:02.47] Cause they the reason that the traffic on the browser quick
[01:05.05] And they the reason that the paper in your trousers thick
[01:07.41] I said sweat (sweat), shirt (shirt)
[01:09.93] You can tell the Reaper I'ma meet em when he send for me
[01:12.16] With a cleaver, and a .30, and some twisted weed
[01:14.68] I pick one, and let the crimson leak, nigga
[01:18.34] Get your lady
[01:19.84] Cop, piff, inhale and cough
[01:21.31] Rip the label off this
[01:23.06] Picked the road that got twists
[01:25.24] I'm holding my dick and playing cautious
[01:37.50] You used to say you like violins
[01:39.33] And your lifestyle depend on me
[01:41.21] And I know it's night time when you get lonely
[01:43.50] And tell all your little friends how that bitch stole me
[01:45.92] And despite all the facts that you got phony
[01:48.29] You gonna tell them bout the night that you exposed me
[01:50.64] For the bastard I was
[01:52.11] And how I probably smashed every bitch that I passed in the club
[01:55.05] And the last couple months was the worst
[01:56.88] Cause I smashed all the trust
[01:58.01] That I earned in the past couple months
[01:59.83] That we had as a couple
[02:01.13] My absence, a fuss
[02:02.38] Was a problem that we ain't ever really get to solve
[02:04.81] We just smashed and we scuffled
[02:06.02] Tryna keep it calm but I snap at you
[02:08.24] Now you're taking all your property back and it's obvious that
[02:11.39] That apart from the fact that we fuck and it's bomb
[02:14.73] And I hate when you home
[02:15.89] And when I'm gone I don't call cause you nag
[02:18.31] Man I brought you some shit
[02:19.43] And I bought you some shit
[02:20.65] What you offering here?
[02:24.87] What the fuck you offering here?
[02:27.70] I shouldn't even, fuck, fuck this, fuck all this shit
[02:45.47] Young nigga, get your lady, cop piff
[02:48.00] Inhale and cough, rip the label off this
[02:50.96] Picked the road that got twists
[02:52.69] I'm holding my dick and playing cautious
[00:01.79] Cop, piff, inhale and cough
[00:03.09] Rip the label off this
[00:05.44] Picked the road that got twists
[00:07.30] I'm holding my dick and playing cautious
[00:09.61] I'ma show you how it's done right nigga
[00:11.73] Drop this when the sunlight gone
[00:14.13] Better run right home when the sky turn black
[00:16.33] Screaming, "Fuck five-0" 'til my line go flat
[00:18.84] In that ash-gray Beamer we'll be callin' that the pigeon coupe
[00:21.55] Jack knife bitches to the couches in they living rooms
[00:23.88] Ask who the best and I doubt that they picking you
[00:26.43] Back like how I need to style, I invented you
[00:28.83] Act like you don't know the name
[00:31.01] Only time I ain't eating when the cho-cha stanky
[00:33.53] Listening to Pre, getting dome while I lane switch
[00:36.11] Bitches by the three licking coke off the pinky of a
[00:38.81] Poster child, you're supposed to hate me
[00:40.98] Bold and wild, you broke and angry, my nigga
[00:43.26] Name getting bigger than the difference between us
[00:45.58] Niggas is fake, I limit the features I give 'em
[00:48.11] Sweat (sweat) shirt (shirt)
[00:50.52] You know you famous when the niggas that surround you switch
[00:52.80] And if they hating in a passive tense, now they hounding dick
[00:55.79] And you ain't ask for this
[00:57.22] Now you surrounded with a gaggle of 100 fucking thousand kids
[01:00.08] Who you can't get mad at, when they want a pound and a pic
[01:02.47] Cause they the reason that the traffic on the browser quick
[01:05.05] And they the reason that the paper in your trousers thick
[01:07.41] I said sweat (sweat), shirt (shirt)
[01:09.93] You can tell the Reaper I'ma meet em when he send for me
[01:12.16] With a cleaver, and a .30, and some twisted weed
[01:14.68] I pick one, and let the crimson leak, nigga
[01:18.34] Get your lady
[01:19.84] Cop, piff, inhale and cough
[01:21.31] Rip the label off this
[01:23.06] Picked the road that got twists
[01:25.24] I'm holding my dick and playing cautious
[01:37.50] You used to say you like violins
[01:39.33] And your lifestyle depend on me
[01:41.21] And I know it's night time when you get lonely
[01:43.50] And tell all your little friends how that bitch stole me
[01:45.92] And despite all the facts that you got phony
[01:48.29] You gonna tell them bout the night that you exposed me
[01:50.64] For the bastard I was
[01:52.11] And how I probably smashed every bitch that I passed in the club
[01:55.05] And the last couple months was the worst
[01:56.88] Cause I smashed all the trust
[01:58.01] That I earned in the past couple months
[01:59.83] That we had as a couple
[02:01.13] My absence, a fuss
[02:02.38] Was a problem that we ain't ever really get to solve
[02:04.81] We just smashed and we scuffled
[02:06.02] Tryna keep it calm but I snap at you
[02:08.24] Now you're taking all your property back and it's obvious that
[02:11.39] That apart from the fact that we fuck and it's bomb
[02:14.73] And I hate when you home
[02:15.89] And when I'm gone I don't call cause you nag
[02:18.31] Man I brought you some shit
[02:19.43] And I bought you some shit
[02:20.65] What you offering here?
[02:24.87] What the fuck you offering here?
[02:27.70] I shouldn't even, fuck, fuck this, fuck all this shit
[02:45.47] Young nigga, get your lady, cop piff
[02:48.00] Inhale and cough, rip the label off this
[02:50.96] Picked the road that got twists
[02:52.69] I'm holding my dick and playing cautious