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Gawtham Ravivaruman
Gawtham Ravivaruman
Songwriter
Prod. ilyruken
Prod. ilyruken
Songwriter

Lyrics

I don't think I can take more Nah I don't think I can take more Heartbeat thumpin' like it's breakcore Fat boy bouncin' imma break floors You ain't seen me in my what? What? You ain't seen me in my element I wanted Preme and Vetements You were just beggin' for steez and relevance Went therapy for the betterment I treat this money like sediment When they see me they like "Let him in!" I'll have man on the floor like Ketamine Way the bass make the ground shake, think the subwoofers gone skits Club feel like an aviary, that's alotta great tits Lord knows I've been on my bullshit, damn it is what it is Think my wardrobe got problems, man it keeps throwing fits I'm dressing down in my dressing gown I can see you mad, why you stressing out? If you wanna cry, just let it out I was like you once, but I'm better now Yikes, oh no I mastered the void like Gojo Shit might get bizarre like Jojos So cold but flow fire like Shoto And these days I don't need no logos No more Depop looking for bogos Big brand labels, nah that's a no no Your fit tells me that you get FOMO Make a man jump like pogo These man are bounties, I'm like Lobo Gudm been seasoned, came with Adobo Tried doing fit checks, ran out of photos You ain't seen me in my what? What? You ain't seen me in my element I wanted Preme and Vetements You were just beggin' for steez and relevance Went therapy for the betterment I treat this money like sediment When they see me they like "Let him in!" I'll have man on the floor like Ketamine Way the bass make the ground shake, think the subwoofers gone skits Club feel like an aviary, that's alotta great tits Lord knows I've been on my bullshit, damn it is what it is Think my wardrobe got problems, man it keeps throwing fits Where's the old Gudm? I know He's right here cookin up Grime flows Don't act bad cah you are not psycho Your pussy shit is shocking, Raikou Your team's siloed, where the comms at? Don't act bad like your down for the combat The Muay Thai knee Jarring like Ong Bak You and your pussyole friends ain't on that And I don't wanna hear bout intellect All your beliefs came from the internet Keep wasting your time with these minute men I got the whole house baked like gingerbread Pack like Ochaco, got me floating Hits like Bakugo, it's explosive I've never seen your face at the motive I wonder why that was? I've never seen your face at the motive I wonder why that was?
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