letra de self made - wasabi guap & yoda digital
[intro: wasabi guap]
yuh
ayy
godlow on the track
yuh
[verse 1: wasabi guap]
she givin’ me face, just like da vinci
i f-ck her one time, then resurrect like i’m jesus
madichi money, all my thoughts are malicious
my thoughts are vindictive, i’m often sedistic
my d-ck is a death star, you watch from afar
i’m with my temple r’s, and we takin’ back what’s ours
rearranging the stars, with vindictive vendettas
fix a blunt like da vinci, no i cannot let up
they left me for dead, and now they gon’ regret it
i’m self made, yeah, don’t ask me no questions
i move like a jedi, my pockets got dead guys
i’m offa the boof pack, now i’m flying on red eyes
my d-ck like the rennosance, yeah, cuz it got revived
i’m smokin’ on a cloud, just like castle in the sky
my d-ck is a tomahawk, for the guap like galactica
she givin’ me brain, just like professor calculus
[bridge: wasabi guap & yoda digital]
my dobbys bring h-ll, like a goblin rebellion
i’m all around the world, yeah, just like magellon
h-llo kitty bandit, do not carry baggage
rats in my racks, but they can’t do no damage
i’m with my red clouds, and we chiefin’ a backwood
master splinter rappers, yeah they massacre afterward
my d-ck game was admiral, you a f-ckin’ comadore
i’m f-ckin’ on yo’ aunt, then i f-ck yo’ thedometer (hey, hey)
[verse 2: yoda digital]
no love for a girl except my grandmother
i got lost inside the loop, just like a time traveller
it’s a cycle, it’s a psycho
diamonds dancin’ like they michael, smokin’ viral
i vapor recycle, they wanna see me lose
but they don’t even know me
lost inside the night when i’m smokin’ peony
cashin’ checks like i’m nike
but i keep it post modern with them abtract psychies
smokin’ up on the nightly
i keep it contemporary, b-tches only temporary
‘sabi out [?] man, i swear this sh-t is legendary
on a new wave, she said she a romantic, like aga allen, uh
she faker than a toothpick
she faker than a laugh at jimmy fallon, uh
a heart of malice, uh
yeah she a actress, uh
we sippin’ on some wock together out a chalice, uh
out in a palace, uh
i face the damages, it split my soul in seven pieces
i feel like voldemort when i’m facin’ all of my demons
off the dome, like trump givin’ one of his speeches
and y’know my skin is brown, just like jesus, man
[outro: yoda digital]
jesus, man
jesus was brown
i dunno if y’all knew that
but he was historically
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