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letra de roleplay - omxnemo

[chorus: yng martyr]
this is not a roleplay
this a real glock
my brother sellin cold play
oh that’s some real rock
had em looking both ways
cause i’m real crossed
did a cirque du sole
and flipped the roof off
had me in my old ways
wit the cold gaze
eatin soul
like a parfait
on some raw sh-t
not a soul train
morphine
hit the metal with a hard brake
scarface
say h-llo and k!ll em all
[verse 1: omxnemo]
b-tch get out my face if you ain’t been tryna f-ck
all these b-tches love me cause they like the way i talk
this is not a roleplay this a real glock
i been movin packs outta state in montreal
half these motherf-ckers only hard behind a gun
i see the blood yeah i love the way it run
laughing to the bank cause i ran up all my funds
you the type of p-ssy go and say sh-t to the cops
nemo mixing orange with the white like a clownfish
and my shorty ridin’ with me she a goth b-tch
that’s why i love the way she tellin me those white lies
she got me thinking that i just might be the bad guy

[bridge]
(nemo mixing orange with the white like a clownfish
and my shorty ridin’ with me she a goth b-tch
that’s why i love the way she tellin me those white lies
she got me thinking that i just might be the bad guy)

[verse 2: lucie’s nightmare]
you can say h-llo to my friends just like i’m scarface
tony montana with the drugs i’m in a fond place
homie not a fan of i would pull up but my conscience
i’ma call my n-ggas they gone pull up and they
off him put him in a coffin
no it’s not a roleplay but yeah we do this often
two shots and we getting higher than a rocket
she just wanna f-ck she don’t know how hard my c-ck gets
he don’t wanna play i got k’s i got dracs i got sticks yuh
fake sh-t they just wanna f-ck cuz i’m lit yuh
i ain’t with that talking sh-t yuh suck my d-ck yuh yuh
that’s my sh-t yuh aye check my wrist yuh
[chorus: yng martyr]
this is not a roleplay
this a real glock
my brother sellin cold play
oh that’s some real rock
had em looking both ways
cause i’m real crossed
did a cirque du sole
and flipped the roof off
had me in my old ways
wit the cold gaze
eatin soul
like a parfait
on some raw sh-t
not a soul train
morphine
hit the metal with a hard brake
scarface
say h-llo and k!ll em all

[verse 3: issbrokie]
yuh, yuh huh, yuh
b-tch it’s young brokie might k!ll ’em all, k!ll ’em all
your b-tch wanna f-ck cuz she know that my d-ck n b-lls
you get no b-tches, they minimal, minimal
you get no b-tches, they fictional, fictional
b-tch wanna roleplay, hmm
got white in her mouth like it’s colgate, hmm
i’m dodgin’ these b-tches like olé, hmm
that boy want a feature like no way, hmm
your b-tch tryna f-ck
why she all up on my d-ck, oh yuh
that-that-that boy tryna bunk
but imma hit em with this stick oh yuh
bi-bi-b-tch i don’t fight
imma hit em with this bl!ck oh yuh
and it’s flyin like a kite
that a landin he won’t stick oh yuh
yuh i got big steppers, these is timbs b-tch, huh
skrrt’n though your block with saudi af rims b-tch, huh
ass lookin to fat, waist lookin thin b-tch, huh
send that boy on an adventure like he tin tin, huh (it’s brokie)

- omxnemo

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