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Rambling when asking him, where has Carole Baskin been
I ate her husband, but I ain't her cousin
Flossing like Bob Ross, paint by numbers
These babes are

like a f***in' diamond in the rough
Blessings overflowin', ain't nothin' that's too tough
Enemies lurkin', but I ain't scared, ain't bluff
With god by my

Gotta stay smart, make new shit like I'm Rick, got yo bitch in the x-streams, feel like kick
Ok bitch, yes I be zooted
From the burbs by my niggas be

even gotta explain

I know trap and f-stars just wanna get pipe
Pretty sure I'm a whip a X5 by midnight
Wet and sloppy thats for the bitches that are

the scary ride

Got these people in da club falling for you all Night (yeah)
F-fussin now and only wanna Fight (only wanna Fight)
Dudes be so damn extra

little part of me is drowning piece by piece
Bleed me dry, drive me crazy

Do I find another way to do my penance ?
Should I try to bury, start over again

doesn't matter when I'm feeling sad, all of this hard work gets me all the cash

Love with my heart, love with my heart, house by the beach i want to lay in

at you everyday
You go to high school everyday you fucking stupid asshole
I'm blocking your TikTok and Snapchat
Because you got an F in every subject

killers, boy, you soft as Barbie Niggas keep that trash and they mop
Let them eat the garbage, down by the block I got brains, I was smart as Harvard
Rollin'

translating by 1.beat 1.id
f float
Storms in sublime
No place in this city

la dee ya lay
Tortured sublime
Told me that you'd get it
Over yourself

I'm out my brain, stay up in your lane, fore' I take your lid off
I'ma rocket, something like a member of Migos, a young Nigga finna' lift off

F

girl yu done possessed me
By the look in your eyes I could tell yu crave me
If we was like food dem would starve without we
Coz what a bowl of white rice

Woke up in my bed
Man I wish I were dead
School's stressin
Parents depressin
I'm just impressin'
Every girl that walks by
But I'm kidding
I don't

getting buckets like a demon
Fuck a Judas, Nicodemus, whip to Cali in my Prius
You a realist if you feel it, F-list for the critics
Gotta spit it if you get

One hand on the bottle, one foot in hell
I didn't sell my soul, I was giving it away
Pedal to the floor, going for broke
Blinded by clouds

a trunk so long
F is for Fish swimming in song
G is for Giraffe reaching high above
H is for Hippo spreading its love
Let's spell let's spell them up

Let's

left a legacy worth remembering by having it easy

All this pressure that I put on myself, it can't be healthy
They say that all this pressure makes

head, I can fix what I lack
Boom, gone tif for tac
Made a play like I'm tryna play quarterback
By the way, they gon' spray and get all that
So you better

词Lyrics：潘逍
曲Music：小柒
编曲Arranger：F.sy 小诺
混音师Mixing Engineer：花满天
和声Backing vocals：落灀
制作人Produced by ：蒋雪儿Snow.J
监制Executive producer: 柯自俊
音乐统筹Music co

you know that they clear, I met this one from Paris, I met this one from England
She gon' be on her way out this b***h
Just by the way that she speakin'

corazon de hielo
Tienes el corazon de hielo
Written by Martin F. Duran

Hack
Kudi'an nu kendaya
No Thanks
Kudi'an nu kendaya
No Thanks, H*e Thang

F*ck dinda ni h*es nu, rab hi knows
Ki kihda main thalda haneri ni
Na gall'an

a pound by the Zip
In a gym
Getting strong
I'll beat a nigga till he piss
He too trim
Ik he wrong
I'll turn a nigga into swiss
Get ya hoe
She turned

to a real one, let’s have cake & ice

Everyday in this a gamble, wake up shakin’ dice

Stizzle f a gigolo, get paid to pipe

Around excellent penmanship,