Lyrics:
På vei for å hente den edle drikk Venter utfordringer og prøver for alle i hans klikk Seth, Evan og Fogell er gjengen vi følger med Denne reisen blir
need something ima feed 'em All that I got Fuck around with me I'm the man like Fogell All these Nominees But there's only one gold Shit you never seen I
M O G U L , I'm a mogul Can't hang with cops like Fogell I D O L, I'm a idol Niggas riding on the wave no tidal G O A T, I'm the goat Hanging with
a treesh Done said it on Fogell bitch I make it look easy Remember back when we was sliding foreigns off the pieces Feelin' like Tweezie Know these niggas
changed your name to McLovin) (Yeah) (McLovin? What kind of a stupid name is that Fogell) (What are you tryna be, an Irish R&B singer) (You fucked up Eddie)
bicoastal, six states in total, feelin' like a Jonah Hill, you was more a Fogell (OOF!) Now that's a huge L, I'm just pourin' out champagne until it's spillin'
do a hundred curls (woah) Then I do a hundred more Since I started pumping Went from Fogell to McLovin yo And cardio can suck it I ain't running man
They Mclove me like I’m Fogell Does anybody hear my words though? Daemon’s never been realistic Moss deff all dreams are mystic Fully focused one
away, best count your blessings We never getting to heaven Unless the lord is forgiven We roam the earth like some moguls You so soft I call you Fogell
ese chico hawaiano que no le importaba nada Baby, soy Mclovin, Nicola, yo sé que de Fogell nunca me mirarías Así que vamos a tomar o a drogarnos con
hardt for seg bare hent ein klut Nei da ikkje rart dåke andre blir sjalu For me e lika standhaftige som fogell med sitt crew Blei fucked igår, gjekk på
filles de haut vol Trop d'blabla fermez vos gueules Dans les nuages olala Super bad comme Fogell Comme MacLovin j'suis défracte grosse weed j'débarque de
fuel my passion Invisible in the booth I might be Michael Jackson I got friends that don't believe in me it's super sad Fogell McLovin man I'm super bad
of a stupid name is that Fogell? What are you trying to be, an Irish R&B singer? You don't want to talk about last night You don't really want to go there Cause
me feeling like Fogell But I'm not no McLovin Treat her everyday like it's Thanksgiving, stuffin What you want Nigga, you can't have that Put my foot
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