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Empty hands
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Трек «Empty hands» вышел в 25 сентября 2026 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «FEMI ISHOLA LLC Under Exclusive License to Playbook Distribution»)Kiwi Salad!
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25 сентября 2026 г.
ЛейблFEMI ISHOLA LLC Under Exclusive License to Playbook Distribution
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Ain’t no killa but go ahead test me
Keep a Jack inside this box In case this shit get messy
Fee-fi-foe you know the rest, we step on shit too plenty
First name Wally, last name West, can’t nobody catch me
Ski
Ain’t no killer but I kill that pussy (damn)
She real petite, grab that booty, and that shit is squishy (squish)
Real gas, in this blunt, got to call her kushy (puff)
Chill **** don’t fuck with me I cut you up like sushi (cut)
Wearing checks, making bags, but I ain’t signed to Nike (nah)
She looking at a real ****, I think she like me (she do)
Shooting webs on her titties call me Arktic spidey (you know)
Been getting bad bitches even pockets empty (empty)
I don’t need no hand out to just spit this game (okay)
**** don’t love this music shit but want the fame (we know)
What you need, a dub? I guess I can (yeah)
Always want to ask for something with a empty hand
I ain’t from the street but I got fam who’s on the block
I ain’t complaining bout no money cause im on the clock (smooth)
**** this ain’t no damn bolder I been riding rocks (ride)
You been rockin square pants but I work outside the box
Ain’t no killa but go ahead test me
Keep a Jack inside this box In case this shit get messy
Fee-fi-foe you know the rest, we step on shit too plenty
First name Wally, last name West, can’t nobody catch me
(When the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor, he didn’t say get non-violent
He said praise the lord– but pass the ammunition)
Walk in this bitch it’s Mister Ishola
Stay the hell from near me, treat y’all like you sick with Ebola
I ain’t met no lame ass, hating ass **** who did what he supposed to
I should run for prezi, one phone call, they bringing me soldiers
Take advantage, every opportunity, not too many we know of
I don’t do none of that woofing, none of that rah, rah, riggity rah
Try come find yo shorty hahaha she giving me top–
Lowkey love it when she yap dat blah, blah, blah, be getting me hot
Came up with my day ones side by side we finna be live
Yea yea
Bitch you bad, you breaking the law, you coming with me
Shordy wanna bring her friends, guess all good things really be coming in three
Can’t believe these **** got window tints,
‘Cause ain’t really nothing to see
Hearing my music only time she hearing me talk, she love the mystique
I got fam that stay up north who really up the pole (ooh)
Please don’t judge off what we did, but what we done it for (ahh)
Know these Benji and these bitches both gon come and go (yeah)
Go head name a **** trilla bitch Id love to know (wahh)
You thought we ranked the same? Haha silly you (ay ay ay)
Oh you got a gun, got one with me too (ay ay ay)
You wave that pole around you must be really cool (ay ay ay)
Call me Clint East, show you what it really do
Ain’t no killer but don’t fucking test me
Keep a Jack inside this box In case this shit get messy
Fee-fi- fo you know the rest, we step on shit too plenty
First name Wally last name West can’t nobody catch me
Written by: Donovan Patterson, Oluwafemi Ishola
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