a$ap ant - golden axes lyrics
shorty come suck on my d-ck like mariah
what happened to that b-tch?
man, that b-tch she got fired
feeling my style, and they gettin inspired
gun it like milk and i make her expire
kissing my d-ck, not talking no mistletoe
car, car goals, look at the camo
white gl-sses feeling like fabo
michael vick, run and i scramble
giving that b-tch the stuff arm
bombin’ a n-gga like napalm
you savin’ that b-tch with your cape on
your b-tch, she love me like raymond
regal my chain, marino, no bathin’
look at your eyes, you hatin’
you pacin’, you spending your savings
rhymes on the top, elevatin’
i want a pocket like peyton
rush card, you stay at the days inn
hop on me, still talkin’ back on me
with the cheese, making the macaroni
my b-tches no t-tties, real bony
i got the p-ssy from [?]
can’t be seen in public, and [peon?]
i got the gun cause they peep it
watching the devils deceivin’
i do it the best
my crew is up next
popping the molly, i got a good batch
she wanna f-ck for the check
he wanna buy, i tax
what’s those, they ain’t come out yet
you can not find em
you can not buy them
keep on trying
find em, got em
newspaper says they shot em
your drip look like some china
i swear i’mma f-ck if i find her
young rap n-gga like miners
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