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letra de obsessed - lil lyko

(verse 1)
sittinin’ on the couch, checkin’ my bank account, it is the right ammount, do you not hear the sound
of my m-th- f-ckin’ money jumpin’ inside of my bank account
comes around, buy a pound, then the cops surround me
hop out the whip again, ain’t even take out the keys and then
walkinin’ up to em’ takin’ the drugs to em’ runnin’ away wit the rest of em poppin’ them hopin’ i’m not gonna die from em

(pre-chorus)
oh my god b-tch don’t even really f-ck wit’ me
i just been sittin’ here makin’ the f-ckin’ cheese
rappin’ this heat, murderin’ any f-ckin’ beat
just don’t stand next to me while i be handlin’
this mf tree, b-tch don’t you mess wit me
b-tch you’re obsessed with me, get out my inbox
i got a whole baby yea, if you try f-ck wit me
i will not f-ck wit you
(chorus)
b-tch i be stackinin’ all of this cash like i am mr. krabs
give me all of it stat! b-tch i be rappin’ all over the f-ckin’ place
dropped all my money it ain’t even in a case, flex on my homie
cos all of his sh-t is fake, yea riley really is a m-th- f-ckin snake

(verse 2)
flyin’ wit em wit this fine rhythm, finna get a lil bit of time spillin’
shoot up the block, it’s a fine k!lling, smoke up this glock it’s a guys villain, if you smoke it’s a time chillin’, never loose hope it’s the crime livin’, don’t drop the soap if you up in prison, try gettin’ away that’s a whole mission yea, f-ckin’ wit crank up inside of the kitchen yea louis be helpin me he don been missin yea, get his bro gilbert he gotta try pitchin in, shake & bake method really don be k!llin’ them

(chorus)
b-tch i be stackinin’ all of this cash like i am mr. krabs
give me all of it stat! b-tch i be rappin’ all over the f-ckin’ place
dropped all my money it ain’t even in a case, flex on my homie
cos all of his sh-t is fake, yea riley really is a m-th- f-ckin snake
(verse 3)
yea, aye
whippin in the can again, i just don f-ckin’ scammed a man
goin to the party, f-ck a girl up in a caravan, i just flipped him off
then i saw the camera man, an this sh-t don ran arrest, i just said i’m sorry d-mn
gettin the gas soon, smokin’ it all at noon, h-ll the f-ck yea, i knew all this gas, was the real a dude, smoke all my mass, on the earth, get all the cash, from the verse, some of these bums really be shootin’ up percs, (how in the f-ck does that even work yea)
aye, aye, aye, aye

- lil lyko

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