Mantra歌词
Get your lady, cop piff
Inhale and cough, rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my **** and playing cautious
I'mma show you how it's done right, *****
Drop this when the sunlight gone
Better run right home when the sky turn black
Screaming "**** five-0" 'til my line go flat
In a ash-gray beamer, we'll be callin' that the pigeon coupe
Jackknife *****es to the couches in they living rooms
Ask who the best and I doubt that they picking you
Back like how I need to style, I invented you, yup
Act like you don't know the name
Only time I ain't eating when the cho-cha stanky
Listening to "Pre," getting throat while I lane switch
*****es by the three licking coke off the pinky
The poster child, you're 'posed to hate me
Bold and wild, you broke and angry, my *****
Name getting bigger than the difference between us
****** is fake, I limit the features I give 'em
Sweat (sweat) shirt (shirt)
You know you famous when the ****** that surround you switch
And if they hated in a passive tense
And now they hound your ****, and you ain't ask for this
Now you surrounded with a gaggle of 100 ****ing thousand kids
Who you can't get mad at, when they want a pound and pic
Cause they the reason that the traffic on the browser quick
And they the reason that the paper in your trouser's thick
I said sweat (sweat) shirt (shirt)
You can tell the Reaper I'mma meet 'em when he send for me
With a cleaver and a .30, and some twisted ****
I pick one, and let the crimson leak, *****
Get your lady, cop piff
Inhale and cough, rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my **** and playing cautious
You used to say you like violins and your lifestyle depend on me
And I know it's nighttime when you get lonely
And tell all your little friends how that ***** stole me
And despite all of the facts that you got phony
You gon' tell them about the night that you exposed me
For the bastard I was, and how I probably smashed every *****
That I passed in the club, and the last couple months was the worst
Cause I smashed all the trust
That I earned in the past couple months that we had as a couple
My absence of ****s was a problem that we ain't ever
Really get to solve, we just smashed and we scuffled
Tryna keep it calm but I snap at you
Now you're taking all your property back and it's obvious that
That apart from the fact that we ****
And it's bomb, and I hate when you home
And I, and when I'm gone I don't call cause you nag
Man, I brought you the **** and I bought you some ****
What you offering here?
"What the **** you offering here?"
Get your lady, cop piff
Inhale and cough, rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my **** and playing cautious
Inhale and cough, rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my **** and playing cautious
I'mma show you how it's done right, *****
Drop this when the sunlight gone
Better run right home when the sky turn black
Screaming "**** five-0" 'til my line go flat
In a ash-gray beamer, we'll be callin' that the pigeon coupe
Jackknife *****es to the couches in they living rooms
Ask who the best and I doubt that they picking you
Back like how I need to style, I invented you, yup
Act like you don't know the name
Only time I ain't eating when the cho-cha stanky
Listening to "Pre," getting throat while I lane switch
*****es by the three licking coke off the pinky
The poster child, you're 'posed to hate me
Bold and wild, you broke and angry, my *****
Name getting bigger than the difference between us
****** is fake, I limit the features I give 'em
Sweat (sweat) shirt (shirt)
You know you famous when the ****** that surround you switch
And if they hated in a passive tense
And now they hound your ****, and you ain't ask for this
Now you surrounded with a gaggle of 100 ****ing thousand kids
Who you can't get mad at, when they want a pound and pic
Cause they the reason that the traffic on the browser quick
And they the reason that the paper in your trouser's thick
I said sweat (sweat) shirt (shirt)
You can tell the Reaper I'mma meet 'em when he send for me
With a cleaver and a .30, and some twisted ****
I pick one, and let the crimson leak, *****
Get your lady, cop piff
Inhale and cough, rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my **** and playing cautious
You used to say you like violins and your lifestyle depend on me
And I know it's nighttime when you get lonely
And tell all your little friends how that ***** stole me
And despite all of the facts that you got phony
You gon' tell them about the night that you exposed me
For the bastard I was, and how I probably smashed every *****
That I passed in the club, and the last couple months was the worst
Cause I smashed all the trust
That I earned in the past couple months that we had as a couple
My absence of ****s was a problem that we ain't ever
Really get to solve, we just smashed and we scuffled
Tryna keep it calm but I snap at you
Now you're taking all your property back and it's obvious that
That apart from the fact that we ****
And it's bomb, and I hate when you home
And I, and when I'm gone I don't call cause you nag
Man, I brought you the **** and I bought you some ****
What you offering here?
"What the **** you offering here?"
Get your lady, cop piff
Inhale and cough, rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my **** and playing cautious
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