Lyrics:
Castellano, madre y Mariano
Valle de Santiago by way of Patria Helado
Sweet kisses on our nose will change us forever
If we hold hands and don't let go, we'll
like lime then tequilla
Flippin' like optimus prime to a ten wheeler
V set the scheme on his own team like star scream
Then go hit the bar scene all
it glows around me
I’m not what they hoped I would be
Eat, pray, slay, say, show
Go give love everyday
Make your way, make wave
Love child, love
on my shades
Not phased by your hatred
I'm probably a sadist the way that I'm smiling
When snapping on niggas who tested my patience
Y'all should be
the only only one)
We move in packs
Like Spider verse Pete Parker (aha)
So just relax
We're enterin the harbor (let's go)
Ain't no place in the world I would
life and go about it nigga
I don't wanna hear
I don't wanna hear shit about nigga
Did we ever find that hook by the way?
Where that shit at?
Somebody
get outta my way! There's always gonna be the time and a place. You seem all relaxed, having fun? That's nice but i gotta run. Wait till it's bolstering
Washed Money man
This shit ain't on you, it's on you, man
Let's go
I been accumulated wealth
Ran the bag up by myself
200 bands with no help
Out
Verner
My wheels spin slow
Runnin' with the hatchet is the only way to go
Some girlies by the Carnival was lookin' for a ride
We tried to pick 'em up
the fan bih they all go to fleeing
ima stand ten toes even if the soles tearing My friends over rated
And my exes over bearing I dont know which way to go
lay on your back
I could message that so
Let's not be all
Down and gloomy
No time for moody
Feelings on this warm beach
We should go
No later than
till OD young OG that'll GO
Ten toes down all around by the G-Code
If death ain't involved ain't no need to be crying
If you sincere with ya faults ain't
Thing-fish: (to harry)
Look heahhh, sweetheart, they's somethin' fishy gwine on...all I's wantin' to do is get de romantic in'trust out de way so we can git
I break through all that hating well
You the type to really hate on a n- practicing self-love then go to hell
But I ain't tryna condemn n- I'm just
class bitches wouldn't let me on first base
A backpack nigga with luxury taste buds
And a Louis Vuitton store, got all of my pay stubs
Got pussy from
for Ray
And your love for Ye then we used to debate
'Bout how your partners in the industry thought I still sold yay
We were both geeked up by doin'
right uh-huh, tell 'em again
It go, get 'em up
Yeah, that's right, uh-huh
Uh-huh
Another Kenny Parker exclusive!
Time to get it, now you did it,
Yeah uh huh underground, never stop y'all
Underground, KP y'all c'mon!
Ain't no stoppin what we done
Don't give up this fight is won
There's no way
polluted
Project unit nigga, I could smell all the raw sewage
Told myself, "Time to go do this"
Sidelines, can't be switching up like I'm Ray Lewis
For
up manta rays, unlocked ‘em set ‘em free
I was walking down the street when something caught me by surprise
I accidentally got elected president of all
in my ways
It wasn't a phase
I'm setting a blaze
Get out of the way
All the time that I paid
Making sure you were safe
Just to keep up that smile
want whatever y'all on, these bitches think I'm a fan
Can see y'all reek of jealousy when I put on my Ray-Bans
So come on let's take a chance
Go
never said I had a girl by the way
Oh by the way, I got a girl by the way
I tried to be there for you
I opened up and showed you the truth
You leaving
the exit
Can I make it anymore clear
You're the one I want baby come here
You got me under your control
How you put it down I won't let go
Don't you dare
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