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letra de john moneybags - young gleason

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[verse 1]
i hate british people, call it a self-harm bar
the way i’m cutting up the beat, watch it shatter like a jam-jar
i got double j and double f, if you catch my drift
getting higher than the empire with the fl!ck of a switch

you ignorant b-tch, you claim my music is boring
yet you listen to nikki, which one of us is whoring?
i sell my beats like a prostitute dealing drugs outside of a homeless shelter
i’m appealing to my target audience, that’s all the world’s members

“john moneybags” is what they called me, now it’s just an alias
making so much bread i’m like the yeast from a bakers
alphabet bars, you failed you’re gcses, what an embarrassment
abhorrent cars, i go 0-60 with speed, it’s so immaculate

flexing on the mic like i’m taking steroids and drinking protein powder
i eat you b-tches on the mic like eating crab chowder
they used to hate my corny bars, now they want me to rap louder
jmcee was dead and buried until i brought back the crowd

[outro]
balling like an autistic footballer, i’m dribbling this ball all over
better hope you don’t trip and fall over, the ends colder than corona

(hahaha- i’m gonna stop there)
(i wrote this in 5 minutes)
(i think that’s a record)
(so yeah- there we go.)

- young gleason

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