Testo Typical Rap Song 1 - Edward Skeletrix
Testo della canzone Typical Rap Song 1 (Edward Skeletrix), tratta dall'album Skeletrix Language
Where the mills at? I ain't talkin' about mukbang
You rock ten pads, nah, ah, nigga, I don't feel your pain
This is official, you ain't got rich, stay in your lane
Let me turn my ego down, we are the same
Had to turn my ego down 'fore I blow out the brain
Word 'round town, yeah, I heard you been amazing
Like no guts, cut off the top, my coupe a patient
You lil' serpent ahh nigga, ask her what her major is
Spendin' black bands on my pants
Please stop stealin' my fits, can y'all get off my dick?
Can y'all get off my dick?
Baby, give me a minute
Chop off all my feelings
Wish I could go back to baby
Know they wanna spin me, uh, they just wanna play me like crazy
Had the boss up on my vision in Balmain
I'm boutta bail, I'm boutta bail, I'm boutta bail, nigga not Jay-Z
I'm not Kanye, niggas are dressed for a day (Yeah)
Woah, woah
Bleed out, bleed out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, uh
They wanna see 'bout me
Bitch, you better get on your knees
Just for you to get a high niece
I make you wait at your risk, bitch
Who the fuck told you this easy?
Yeah, Skeletrix season
Soon as you know about these
Figurin' a new way up, whip out like my shit teaser
This that new body, you don't know 'bout that neither
Feel like I'm Nas, I'm so evil, put you in Ethers
On my driveway man I feel like a diva
Mix the Rick with American Eagle, bitch
Nigga's rich, now they need some
Fuck on this bitch, she don't even fuckin' deserve my penis
Black digits, ride around, I'm like some the Beatles
On my driveway, wraith same color as sky
Bitch, that's high
On the TREN like Ty', I'm out my mind
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