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Teodor Constantin Danescu
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MOURNTEO This year was awful and been a big mouthful Got glock to his face and I'm takin' his tonsils (Ye) I'm chillin' with Donald, he fuck with no condom My gains were colossal, go bring the ensemble (Ye) I only want new friends, can't deal with the fake shit Make sure to open the moshpit when the bass hit (Ye) The freshest to fuck you might think that I'm Brad Pit Please open your mouth baby imma just spit in it, yeah My vision. is clouded Took me ten hours to go out and count up a hunnid My wrist... is crowded Fought my way to top now I'm known as the undoubted This money... its sprouted (Its sprouted) Clappin' her cheeks from the back man I leave her astounded Pairin' the Owens with Gucci and shit I be saggin' my pants cause the bands lookin' thick (Thick) Been fuckin' with blondes but I love my brunettes When they seein' the Bentley all pants off they wet (Ye) Got a few cribs in my name thats a big threat New city, new bitch, even some in Tibet (Yah yah) Fly out the jet, smoke trail like a cigarette (Hshhhh ahh) Cash flow is positive your mans in debt (Bitch) Been talkin' to ghosts promise they ain't no silhouettes (Nah nah) Shouting white lies and it make me upset (Make me upset) So I hit up my butler, I make a request I want two Perignons plus a jay cause I'm stressed (I'm stressed) Please bring out the Phantom, the curtains undressed As I light up my blunt puff puff hit the chest My momma obsessed and my father impressed But I'm sittin' depressed its too much to digest All of this fame and success I progressed But the tears rollin' down on my Goyard vest (Ye) I'm indulging big worth on material things Whats it worth to you, to you, does that sting (Yes it does) Fuck a Patek, the Richard Millie, I'm the king In the night you can see me just spreading my wings Got me 23 jumpin' like Lebron James I murder the beat send it off into space (Skrrrt) Baby no way you can't get in the way (Ye) And today ain't my day but I promise someday (Hello hello) I made about ten in a week ain't surprised If you corner me, I'll make sure that I survive You ain't give me no choice so I had to provide... I ain't lie This year was awful and been a big mouthful Got glock to his face and I'm takin' his tonsils (Ye) I'm chillin' with Donald, he fuck with no condom My gains were colossal, go bring the ensemble (Ye) I only want new friends, can't deal with the fake shit Make sure to open the moshpit when the bass hit (Ye) The freshest to fuck you might think that I'm Brad Pit Please open your mouth baby imma just spit in it, yeah My vision... is clouded Took me ten hours to go out and count up a hunnid (Bands bands bands) My wrist... is crowded Fought my way to top now I'm known as the undoubted This money... its sprouted (Its sprouted) Clappin' her cheeks from the back man I leave her astounded Pairin' the Owens with Gucci and shit I be saggin' my pants cause the bands lookin' thick (Thick)
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