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• Artiste: Lucki
• Titre: U.G.K
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Ayy, ayy, who need you to tell 'em you the G.O.A.T Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, who need you to tell 'em you the G.O.A.T I was just racin', pourin' out the problems I was facin' Cold pillow, sleepin' with a ghost, hoggin' up the blanket Higher than the ones that didn't make it Lean taste better in a spaceship Think I miss her more, she on the internet naked Don't drive on all four so I'm really scared of racin', pacin' Stand on all that business when you make it A nigga think you owe him, that's when Neptune lose his patience See me, richer than that nigga that she fuckin' in the D-League Before you lose yourself, you just remember I'm gon' be me Expensive cup, race car shit She mad I don't love her so she hate my bitch I was still sinnin' and the case drop quick Tryna bring my brother home, A Rod shit At the back, last inning but the bassline hit See me, tryna make me jealous but I love that you don't need me Tell me everything I want, ayy, ayy Tell me everything I want, like candy from a kid She asked me if I trust her, I'm like, "Bitch, you know where I live" Who need you to tell 'em you the G.O.A.T Ayy, Neptune, ayy Who need them to tell you the G.O.A.T I was just racin', pourin' out the problems I was facin' Cold pillow, sleepin' with a ghost, hoggin' up the blanket Higher than the ones that didn't make it Lean taste better in a spaceship I think I miss her more, she on the internet naked Who need them to tell you, you the G.O.A.T Who need them to tell you, you the G.O.A.T I was just racin', pourin' out the problems I was facin' I was just racin'