letra de i just broke up w/ my ex - cyta zoan
[intro]
i’m just testing this sh-t like company policy or sum’
like, i think i know the lyrics by heart by now, uhh
so when the f-ck- when that sh-t kicks in
i’ma just, i’ma just start it, alright
[hook]
catch me ridin’ in a jeep, like i’m david beckham
we got 40 ounce of weed, but it’s hard to measure
b-tch, i came in with the strap like i’m brooklyn beckham
i’m the master of the vice, throw a temper tantrum
i be playin wit her twins, finna etcha-sketch ’em
took that money out her purse, call it extra pension
shawty gon pull out a shotty just to send a message
but i still do the dash like i’m jessy enis
[verse]
i just broke up with my еx cause she’s f-ckin white
throw a n-gga in thе flames like you david white
why would write my wrongs? b-tch i’m f-cking right
you can find me up at alan’s, knockin’ out his lights
finna k!ll donald trump, take his f-ckin life
bl!cky blend in with dark, no gun in sight
catch me ridin’ with the aliens, i’m david icke
that’s my foolish n-gga mango, and f-ckin’ ryan
i might just go k!ll dissenters, i’m a f-ckin tyrant
say you ain’t see me in phoenix, b-tch, you f-ckin’ lyin’
make these b-tches love the sosa, they sorta dyin’
choke them out and end they calendar, they sorta myan
n-ggas can’t get on my caliber, keep f-ckin’ tryin’
finna k!ll joe biden in f-ckin thailand
kick it with my n-gga zion, these n-ggas wyling
watch these crackers go to war like in hearts of iron
you be public with your groceries, i’m f-cking giant
in a casket, b-tch your time’s up, i’m bad at timin’
string a n-gga out like a violin, and now we dinin
i hit him with yamaha, just to keep him silent
this is just my f-ckin’ line-up, i’m bad at rhymin’
swipe you like the wind if a p-ssy wanna chime in
k!ll cyta zoan, he don’t motherf-ckin’ mind it
i’d say “take the l” but you can’t f-ckin type it
[interlude]
i’ma k!ll donald trump
i’ma k!ll donald trump, leave that n-gga filing
that man retired
yeah, get it?
n-ggas keep coping
n-gga lost that 2020 election like you lost your virgin- oh wait
catch me ridin’…
[hook]
catch me ridin’ in a jeep, like i’m david beckham
we got 40 ounce of weed, but it’s hard to measure
b-tch, i came in with the strap like i’m brooklyn beckham
i’m the master of the vice, throw a temper tantrum
i be playin wit her twins, finna etcha-sketch ’em
took that money out her purse, call it extra pension
shawty gon pull out a shotty just to send a message
but i still do the dash like i’m jessy enis
i just broke up wit my ex
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