letra de sipp - owlordie
sipp lyrics
rocking on that jimmy, i don’t need no clout
yeh, i’m downing bass, yeah i’m deeping sound
all the child rappers, we don’t need yo bound
cuz its full of kids – it’s a playing ground
now define the sh-t that you’re calling flex?
goddess boujee girl with a diamond axe
have you ever found those, who’s unfound?
when you cannot stop, then no one counts
phonk? memphis? get that money!
ain’t n0body gonna get me in that sh-t
done.. seen.. not that funny!
when u talking money, man, you spreading sh-t
goons, drugs, staying foamy
dipping on yo drip, what u calling lit?
guns? cars? i ain’t run it..
gotta lotta loose and i’m proud of it!
it’s a diss, on my disc
you’re on list
burn yo f-cking priest
first, we obvy feast
while u bliss
ты блаженный глист!
i’m never meant to miss
taking risks, not a p-ssy lip
faking all yo jewels, its a juice
don’t call that sh-t sipp
phonk? memphis? get that monеy!
ain’t n0body gonna get me in that sh-t
done.. seen.. not that funny!
whеn u talking money, man, you spreading sh-t
goons, drugs, staying foamy
dipping on yo drip, what u calling lit?
guns? cars? i ain’t run it..
gotta lotta loose and i’m proud of it!
busted on yo exes, on ur currents, then yo latest ones..
cuz i’m out of texts incoming from the druggy dirty sl-ts
girls with me – they say they cumming
well, i’m cumming too, i guess
usually when girl is stunning –
she’s a freezing pain in ass
better stop fronting, bet to start my bugging
bats with the bats, with the black hoodies on
front a busta with some bop
hit that faith-teen for the hoe
what f-cking else udon understand?
setting caramel on the burning stones
gotten all the sh-t you won’t ever get:
sesh, zombie, jesus, bones
yeah, they call me sinner
druggy m-th-f-cka? they don’t know my сила
sicko type of ass, big brain верзила
i’m just a noname with no steelow
but
i don’t give a f-ck
i’m a lyrical k!llah
name –
that’s my only need now
thats the one i live 4
phonk? memphis? get that money!
ain’t n0body gonna get me in that sh-t
done.. seen.. not that funny!
when u talking money, man, you spreading sh-t
goons, drugs, staying foamy
dipping on yo drip, what u calling lit?
guns? cars? i ain’t run it..
gotta lotta loose and i’m proud of it!
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