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letra de kylian mbappe (freestyle) - jodye basco

was confused ’bout whether i’d do rap
couldn’t spot if i’d hit it, now my sh-t like queued tracks
man of the year, next up like a q track
playing… pool with the opps, sh-t, get my cue tracked
who’s strapped? i’m donatello, kylian mbappe
world beater, my flow like quesadillas
easy for you to eat it
the not so chosen, junkie with crack bars
boy, i could sell crack to a crackwh0r-
20 years sober after beating her past off
i could max out on a black card
i’m the vanguard of p-ssy, liquor and weed
like n-gga it’s all i need
my mental is finna bleed but f-ck a coronary
where’s my coronation
f-ck your conversating
my n-ggas in vans, we don’t converse, ain’t gotta say it
but there’s one star, one mic, and it wasn’t written
my destiny is sh-t i’m giving myself like prescriptions
from a doctor, self-medicating, i’m off the system
f-ck your advice, forget my decisions and play my writtens
i seen more life than 40 will have had at 40
can’t even drink a 40 cause my liver kinda faulty
church has not popping lately, i been popping lately
f-ck the music, really… i been popping lately
i’m addicted to addiction, i need highs and h-lla women
cause my mind been scared of chilling
got no time for never winning
traumatized, but really i think that’s why i’m the realest
i see h-lla visions when i’m rolling up my rizlas
i saw a body dropped before i could f-ck
so f-ck a body shot, i chop a n-gga body in blocks
see my body count, i’m not the n-gga you wanna cross
false messiah tryna get sh-t across
head on a block, off with your dome, throw in the toll, you all under
was tryna stay lowkey like thor’s brother
but motherf-ck all these boys acting like broads i’ma
new era, no cap, sh-t boy you shoulda known that
geek in elementary, cl-ss clown in middle school
tweaking as a junior, freakiest n-gga in the room
traded a grades for trading grade a, on a roll
only like tasting defeat when sucking on her toes
arabian girls get me, ones with the dark hair
that tan skin, that fat -ss, when it’s all there
i love ghetto boujee b-tches, women with some substance
who love to do drugs when we f-cking
this sh-t is literally nothing
throwaways, i could do this sh-t for days
one take sprays from the k, like i was tay
you a pump fake, catching a fade
straight from the salon
like this girl from missouri i was tryna mack on
i’m that don, bipolar like queer eskimos
i just had to let these n-ggas know
here we go

- jodye basco

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