Lyrics:
Your trap is out of order
Your bando out of outer
Your trap is out of order
Your bando out of order
Dat package hit da border
You want it place your
Follow my orders or fucking die
Try to go off track and
You'll taste the knife
And the only way out is fucking suicide
By the way
I still laugh
Young ROLODX
Young ROLODX
Take a ride down to soho
We can sip, we can pour slow
Take a ride down to soho
We can sip, we can pour slow
Baby order more
order more drinks
Baby order more drinks
And come and tell me what you think
And come and tell me what you think
Baby order more drinks
Baby order more
the dark
Here I come again to order your life
I take decisions based on my fearful mind
Here I come again to destroy your land
I am the unseen but you
Kitchen nank or a Rambo pull up ching the new world order
Middle fingers up let it linger man i'll cheff up the new world order
Fuck lockdown can't
est toi qui me connaissait pas
Order kuri order nkumu commando
T as jamais valorisé que moi j ai un don
Order kuri order nkumu commando
T as jamais
you out of order
I guess they right when I say I can't afford her
I know she kinda crazy, I'm in love with her disorder
Freaky lil' baby, yeah, she love
the car it's inside it
Let's put some ice on your watch and designer on your body
Let's order bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles,
it just ain't the way
I'm living so hard, baby, that my hair is gray
We got to make a change, it's a brand new day
A new world order, a brand new
Wo wo wo wo yeah
Wo wo wo wo yeah
Wo wo wo wo yeah yeah
Wo wo wo wo yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yes it's a new world order, oh yeah
Another new
Yeah, three niggas from, uh
Three parts of the world come together
You know what? You know what?
In order to keep this thing
Alive we gotta keep
the car it's inside it
Let's put some ice on your watch and designer on your body
Let's order bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles,
Por ti sere, por ti sere, por ti sere
In order to dance the bamba
In order to dance the bamba
You need a bit of grace
A bit of grace
For you i
Welcome to the new world order!What you'll find is just disorderDeath and destruction is all inboundThe Rockefellers ain't messing aroundWelcome
dem done
Then you know that we order it in
(We order it in)
And if the dank all done
Then you know that we order it in
(We order it in)
I ain't
Oh I still want you
Let's run it back
One more time
Let's order breakfast in bed
Just me and you and Mr. Sunshine
Let's order breakfast in bed
you
The speakers hand is dead
All love will have its value
As you're laying in your bed
Divine order
Divine order
Divine order
Divine order
All my life I've been following doctor's orders
Take your medication!
All my life I've been following doctor's orders
Take your medication!
It ain't
When your soul in the grind mode
When your mind in a blindfold
When your heart really made of gold
But your heart bout to turn cold
Loyalty Order
order
Reality is a sandwich that I did not order
Reality is a sandwich that I did not order
Reality is a sandwich that I did not order
I'm going
We at the corner
We at the corner
We at the corner
Getting them order they on us
Watch out for haters I warned y’all
Shooters and they run up
Orkin Man I order pest control
Im a stack these blue ones have some self control
Tricking with it have some self control
Self control it is so critical
Till you gonna call out wo si wo ti ase wanhwɛ no yie a, deɛ wobɛti ɛno ne
Tuning it up we gonna do it in an order
Everybody gonna stand to my order
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