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Off My Mental
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Off My Mental è stato pubblicato il 30 settembre 2023 da YNWM come parte dell'album Off My Mental - Single
30 settembre 2023
EtichettaYNWM
LinguaEnglish
BPM101
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

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Yes sir
Say I den popped a green bean, beat a **** ass like Goku
Got motherfuckers tryna watch a **** like I'm Roku
**** start fake beef, go eat some tofu
**** say he knew me bet a hunnid, I don't know you
Say KT, he been goin' off
Then went and up my status, really spittin' hot shit
Like I was born a dragon, know I keep some damn woods
I'm finna build a cabin, I just bought the gang in
Okay, let's get to trappin
I was just broke, now the lifestyle fuckin' lavish
I dress myself, the fuck you mean, bitch, I don't need a stylist
Shoot shit out west, know that's the best shoutout them boys in Dallas
Really wasn't on shit, now I'm rappin' they like when that happen
Hop up out the whip and up the stick, make em go poof like magic
Really quick to shock a ****, hit em up with static
They wasn't fuckin' with the joe, they think a **** average
Now I got Bands all out my pants, no you can't fuckin' have it
Don't get me mad, I beat your ass and leave some fuckin' damage
Hit up Marco Marcus, they come through and they be causin' havoc
Call that **** Kelvo Randy, cause that boy a savage
That **** arty said move them bows,can't get caught in traffic
Gotta make up for them days when we was livin' tragic
Member days I had money stashed in the kitchen cabinets
Send a hit in broad day, don't need no damn assassin
Don't fuck with **** and hate these hoes, learned from my damn daddy
Hold on, finna punch back in
Hold on, look
Say I done robbed the plug then switch states
I got a different addy really been taxing these ****
Lil' KT, Uncle Sammy goin' in up on the beat
Don't even gotta tell me, I ain't talkin' fruit, he play with me
And I'ma pop his melon
Q told me step on these **** neck
And stay up on your pivot, Jason Williams with the handles
I'ma up and send em, I ain't talkin' bout no game
I put em on a mission, if I call you cuh, or sticcy
Then you forever with me, ****, love to shoot shots
But they always missin, I ain't beefin' with no ****
Just don't try to diss me, and I ain't drop a deuce today
Cuz I'm like, fuck some leanin
And I ain't really heartless, baby
I just ain't got no feelings, fresh up off the plane
Palm Angels, ****, fresh as hell
Know some **** really tapped in, send ya chime or zelle
Get down with this shit up in your bushes like my name ezel
Only focus on the green and blues
Senior and baby cell
**** gotta sit up in a hole, can't even post bail
Ma and Pops, really raised some angels love to cause hell
**** say they havin, but that **** really lame as hell
**** tryna test his life, watch the **** fail
And he say he solid as a brick, but the **** frail
**** say they smokin' on who, hold this big L
And I know a **** all that, but I ain't fuckin' kel
Only chasin' after greens, I'm on this paper trail
Yes, sir
Written by: Khalil Trotter
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