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letra de genie - kiyarts

i pour the purp up with the red, i’m mixing qualitex with act
i got the gang up in the front, a dozen b-tches in the back
yung kiyarts gon’ take this lil b-tch home and he gon’ break her f-cking back
yung kiyarts gon’ take that lil b-tch home and he gon’ f-ck her to this track
i’m talkin’ racks on top of racks, i’m talkin’ bands on top of bands
i’m pourin’ drank up in my cup, i shake that round’ like parkinson’s
she seeing all this cash up on me, askin’ how i made this bread
i tell her i worked, felt like ten jobs, but b-tch i’m not johnny sins
i take her home we filmed a movie, feel like lone and johnny sins
i’m off the perc i’m off the codeinе, wash away all of my sins
i’m thankin’ god for all my homies and the times with thosе who switched
i’m ridin’ in a f-ckin’ goalie cuz it stops shots from the bl!ck
h-ll nah can’t wife no lil b-tch, gotta focus on this chic
ken i’m stakin’ all these bricks, and i just poured me a six
feel like housley reppin’ 6, this new whip five percent tint
and this straight drop not no mix i’m gonna sip it till’ i’m sick

totin’ zapatrons b-tch i feel like tyler blevins
ran up sevvy with the gang, ran up seven eleven
pourin’ wok up in a big gulp feel like i’m in heaven (ahhhh)
i just caught a case, got life, i’m needin’ saul goodman

this really real, i’m really rich, i’m feelin’ like kankan
the way i cooked this beat you’d think i’m zaytoven with han han
a genie asked me for my wish and i said i need bands bands
i’m serving onomatopoeias, sh-t sounding like bam! bam!
i pulled up to his block jack sparrow with a f-cking cannon
i got so many sons they sayin’ i’m the young nick cannon
ahead of my time i came up from the streets of atlantis
poured up tuss up in a cup up in a cani
ster, all this wocky got me dreamin’ in a better
world, got this act sealed prehistoric like jurassic
world, she ain’t want me so i moved on to a badder
girl, light the spliff i’m geekin’ hard that sh-t look like a
churro
i pour the purp up with the red, i’m mixing qualitex with act
i got the gang up in the front, a dozen b-tches in the back
yung kiyarts gon’ take this lil b-tch home and he gon’ break her f-cking back
yung kiyarts gon’ take that lil b-tch home and he gon’ f-ck her to this track
i’m talkin’ racks on top of racks, i’m talkin’ bands on top of bands
i’m pourin’ drank up in my cup, i shake that round’ like parkinson’s
she seeing all this cash up on me, askin’ how i made this bread
i tell her i worked, felt like ten jobs, but b-tch i’m not johnny sins
i take her home we filmed a movie, feel like lone and johnny sins
i’m off the perc i’m off the codeine, wash away all of my sins
i’m thankin’ god for all my homies and the times with those who switched
i’m ridin’ in a f-ckin’ goalie cuz it stops shots from the bl!ck
h-ll nah can’t wife no lil b-tch, gotta focus on this chic
ken i’m stakin’ all these bricks, and i just poured me a six
feel like housley reppin’ 6, this new whip five percent tint
and this straight drop not no mix i’m gonna sip it till’ i’m sick

- kiyarts

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