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no hay queso
Dejame cantar en paz!
Where was I?
It's a flying feathered snake!
Unlike a dragon or a drake!
But that ain't me
I ain't the same
Ain't got

with you
Just wanna put these lips on you 
Kissin' on neck
Movin' down ya back 
You already know what’s next 
R. Kelly you da greatest sex (yeah)
Drake

How you change it don't make sense
Stackin paper it don't make no cents
Bonded by dirt connected by hits
Fucced onna ten still treat her like shit
Don't

song of the night too by the way
Listen
Ah MR MO eh eh
Please don't test my patience I might cop me a new tec tec
Fucking with the bros might just put

together we so NSYNC
Finna give you sun real no time for fake
Fucking like we got beef like Ye and Drake
Got tired of the wait game, time to take
Don't care

Go buy that new Slicka t-shirt

I pop out the beans at your bottle neck yeah
I haven't drank in a long time yeah
Look at the drake at the red dot oh

I don't fear death
That glock gotta dick It'll fuck you like it's real sex
That drake gotta ghost on it
You want smoke don't it
He was begging for his

believe
I'm riding round in foreigns like drake
I'm tripping bout my ex god sake
I'm writing her these love letters
Why the fuck she ain't answer
Broke my

backdoor by these thots aye
You niggas is pussy you feminine
This the beginning like genesis
All you Niggas my nemesis
I hate you niggas like feminist
It

Go buy that new Slicka t-shirt

I pop out the beans at your bottle neck yeah
I haven't drank in a long time yeah
Look at the drake at the red dot oh

Beaucoup de peine en stand-by (Bye)
Beaucoup de flemme (Beaucoup de flemme)
Beaucoup de caisse à pleine balle (Balle)
Beaucoup de blême pro
Beaucoup de trend

the Demon with my drake on the lap
I'm gripping on her thigh fat
So many rings on my hands got me feeling like Tom Brady
Except that I never move shady
This

while I'm squinting
Baby thats why I'm keeping my bapes on and my shades on that are tinted
So no-one can see what is fake wrong like a drake song pain is

to guard her and lick her like Yak
But money is callin', I had to get that
(Hold up, it's my turn)
I'm finna pull up with that gun on by my side, fuckin'

long they can't stop a nigga plate
Shoot a 50 get 'em gone that's the impact from a Drake
And we barely get along but my lil bitch know that she bae
I

If you don't kno me better call me mister
My niggas can dish out them shots
Don't lack cah they tote on them glocks
Dangerous by myself so don't try

Had to run it up cuz I'm better then drake
Have some confidence in myself for Pete sake
Aye
People always talkin' but they know I got the cake
Aye

sobie nigdy wmówić
Że jesteś gorszy od innych
Uważaj co mieszasz i w jakich dawkach
By nie skończyć jak Lil Peep
Widziałem dziewczynę po urodzinach
Na

and you know they got the cake
Yea we tryna double up keep a drake everyday
And we live day by day and you know we live by faith
Yea we got the family

Goddamn, won't somebody fuckin' kill me, drill me?
Up the chop, bury me by a hill or creek
Pew, pew, big big chop wit a still, b
I think I would like

fooled by my fuckin smile
I can flip the script 0-100 Drake style
I'll turn up for my brothers, treat them like my child
I'll kill you if you touch his

alright
Lucky if I make it home by tonight
Almost died over hoops
Had me questioning if brotha would shoot
Not talking threes but he got three calibers that

Now who the fuck is this
Blowing my phone up at five forty six
Variety pack different flavors by the zip
And I keep this tooly ain't no job that it

I'm in my zone
Know she be feening on the low
Ride with my demons, show to show
Sorry, I'm blinded by my goals
I'm with my guys and we on go
I put some