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Christopher Holt
Christopher Holt
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CEE ELAITCH
CEE ELAITCH
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Chrino
Chrino
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歌词

What white people have to do Is try to find out in their own hearts Why it was necessary to have a nigga in the first place 'Cuz I'm not a nigga, I'm a man Look 19, just a fool with decadence Young man, but I'm making these payments Shade Room, I be tellin' 'em Wayment Ichor gon' stay trapped in these pavements Rick mask, so I don't get too famous Smoking cookie, I get high off the Amos Black as fuck, well-deserved celebration Morning wood, she be callin' me Seamus Newkama, niggas filled with the gayness 60 cents, pockets looking too heinous Jr Choi, I get high to the moon They dickriding, tryna kiss my own anus Reapa bound, every song, every track Killamanjaro, you get hit with this MAC I be sippin' apple juice, they smokin' on crack Album coming soon, so you can relax! Look, giving my momma a milli, one of my first goals When I Zelle her that milli, Zelle a few to my bros Can't get rich all by myself, this is the life I chose Rather put my riches in Blockchain instead of these stupid hoes, nigga Let's go, Nicki, call my bitch pussy Pink Friday Livin' like Larry on God 'til it's my day Thrax in my throat and it gave me a migraine Pandemic got the world moving so sideways Writing paper routes inside the band Sunny Splenetic thoughts got lil' bitch movin' funny Give her some money, make a bitch hurl 22Gz spinning the block with the twirl 'Stead life, got my street on my back Joe Burrow, nigga, I got 70 sacks Full of bottles at the Costco, I stack These racky-rack-racky-rackity-racks X Max, gotta keep my cell on me Moodle due, run to class in a heartbeat Clock in at the eight in the morning I do it better, so you better show me (Aye, aye, look) 19, just a fool with decadence Young man, but I'm making these payments Shade Room, I be tellin' 'em Wayment Ichor gon' stay trapped in these pavements Rick mask, so I don't get too famous Smoking cookie, I get high off the Amos Black as fuck, well-deserved celebration Morning wood, she be callin' me Seamus Let's go, BandLab, every day, that's a fact Pissin' piss from my urinary tract Sip some more for the sake that I'm Black 'Cuz the cops moving like the Titans, Attack Chrome jacket 'cuz I spit Fendi facts Linen stu' where I feel all my pain Dawson's Creek, fuck that bitch nigga Shane No first class, I'ma fly the coach plane Birkenstock, all these bitches be lame Hellcat, flip it like I'm KANKAN 80 beans, give it back to the Sam Smooky mooky, all these niggas is fans 100 racks, give it back to the gang 350 boosts right on the hams Talking down on me, Shirahoshi Poseidon, man, she get wet like the sea, ewww 19, just a fool with decadence Young man, but I'm making these payments Shade Room, I be tellin' 'em Wayment Ichor gon' stay trapped in these pavements Rick mask, so I don't get too famous Smoking cookie, I get high off the Amos Black as fuck, well-deserved celebration Morning wood, she be callin' me Seamus, nigga Hey, hey, morning wood, she be callin' me Seamus What, what, morning she be- yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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