letra de deo - koberollie
(trapaholics)
evil empire, laughing all the way to the bank
(koberollie)
yeah
ayy
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
ayy
i’m in that big body rippin it rippin it
skateboard yeah kickflipping it
everybody wanna rip in and dip in it
beyblade yeah we letting it rip in it
get chips and i know they got dip too
my ex telling me i’m a issue
wipe your nose type sh-t like a tissue
you see my glocky that sh-t gon rip you
told you to shut up why you still talking
i’m at your door and i’m still knocking
fist fight or a gun fight n—- it’s your choice
sike no options
i just be booling in my room sitting high as h-ll
i be doing my own sh-t
deo4l i’m on my twin sh-t no clone sh-t
yeah
how you feel bout that?
b-tch getting hit with the mac
oh d-mn irl he look fat
ordered his ass a big mac
this ain’t no fortnite gun it got kickback
just like dami i be counting big racks
ssg kobe i’m on that good thrax
feel like the greatest man thats some big facts
toning her out like “la la la la”
my choppa singing like “la la la la”
talk down you getting hit with the (beeeeee)
talk down you getting hit with the fa fa
she say “gracias” and i say “de nada”
hol’ on what is she thanking me for?
i’m kicking you out you a treash you a wh
and don’t think bout coming back cause i locked the door (to-)
toning her out like “la la la la”
my choppa singing like “la la la la”
talk down you getting hit with the (beeeeee)
talk down you getting hit with the fa fa
she say “gracias” and i say “de nada”
hol’ on what is she thanking me for?
ma- man i hate sonning these n—–
(f-ck it imma get back to work)
f-cking your thot i left her in the dirt
f-cking your thot i left her to get murked
she- she coming over yeah she tryna flirt
and she an opp thot so i put in some work
she liking my style yeah she feeling me
say that my music’s trash are you kidding me?
i’m doing my own sh-t at 16 yeah
ayy
i’m in that big body rippin it rippin it
skateboard yeah kickflipping it
everybody wanna rip in and dip in it
beyblade yeah we letting it rip in it
get chips and i know they got dip too
my ex telling me i’m a issue
wipe your nose type sh-t like a tissue
you see my glocky that sh-t gon rip you
told you to shut up why you still talking
i’m at your door and i’m still knocking
fist fight or a gun fight n—- it’s your choice
sike no options
i just be booling in my room sitting high as h-ll
i be doing my own sh-t
deo4l i’m on my twin sh-t no clone sh-t
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