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Artiste:
Surf
Titre:
Size 43 Margiela
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Uh, Don Julio don dada, Don, yeah It's the Don Julio don dada, drink the whole bottle (Yeah) I like bitches with some brains, but look like a model (Yeah) Shawty on my team (Team), let her rock my jersey (My jersey) Her martini dirty, spend that bag, the shit don't hurt me (Don't hurt me) Most of these niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit, they droppin' empty verses (Yeah) I don't even wanna go rap with niggas, I kill they ass in a Verzuz (Yeah) Count up Jacksons, Percy (Percy) I like blues too, Perky (Perky) I like one more shot before I drive, ooh, swervy (Swervy) These hoes be make believe, they make shit up like Maybeline (Maybeline) Man, we scorin' way too much, ain't much you can say to me (Uh-uh) I might turn a deaf ear and stop the audio My Spanish bitch just left me high and dry, I told her, "Adios" I keep takin' Ls, tryna get that M like Super Mario (Yeah) I'm runnin' to that bag, I still don't think I get enough cardio (Yeah) Slow motion better than no motion, Juvenile (Juvie) When it's down to that money, I get do or die (Die) You be Bonnie, I be Clyde, yeah, it's you and I (Yeah) I give my glory up to God, Alhamdulillah (Uh) I'm a white tee demon, tired of designer (I'm tired) I get in between that bread like a Oscar Meyer (No Diddy) She get all inside my head, she won't leave me 'lone He stuck on the internet, he won't leave his home Size 43 Margiela, that's the only way it fit I had way too much to drink, ain't no tellin' what I did She like Kilian and Tiffany, so that's just what she get I like all my bitches bougie, she can't shop on no Shein I tried to keep it chill, but that's not me if I'm keepin' it real I'm so used to tweakin' out, I probably should've been killed I'm so tired of holdin' my tongue, I'm sayin' what I feel I can't kick it with no fraud, I'm dyin' on that hill Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it I done threw up at the red light, vodka, no chaser Up the pole and swing that bitch like a lightsaber Recycle bin, I run through paper Heard she got the grippy, if I like it, I'ma save her (You ruin everything) Military grade ammo with the tracer Turn that boy into a pack of smoke, my favorite flavor If I like her, I can take her Make her do some shit, I send her back and watch you hate her Haha Huh, size 43 Margiela, only way it fit She like, "Can we run to Tiffanys?" So that's just what she get I like bougie bitches, I can't do no shit that's on Shein I like, hahaha