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a$ap twelvyy - s.n.l. lyrics

[intro]
sometimes i just think, is this a simulation?
is this a fantasy? this is a dream

[verse 1]
at night i [?]
i see the world, i pay attention in these carti lenses
it’s f+ck thе world, i got a bone to pick, i’m going with it
i treat the packagе like some p+ssy and i hope a n+gga
[?] showing out
i throw a baggie to my lawyer but they throw it out
i miss the [?] gotta pour it out
i’d rather split it with the family, i ain’t holding out
(this is a dream)

[chorus]
i’m stacking paper and it’s ammunition
i got my leather vest and hammer, heard the camera cl!cking
photogenic, i’m a menace for them flashing lights
i’m eating better for tomorrow, b+tch it’s appetite
we living life, we putting satellites in limousines
i’m on my malcolm, got that rifle, that’s by any means
you know that momma raised a soldier and i’m ready for it
i got my lingo from the corner each and every morning
[verse 2]
i got my finger on the trigger steady mobbin’ with my n+gga
n+gga [?] by my liver
got the mental of a k!ller
i got a order like a dealer
pouring out a little liquor
f+ck it up, i f+ck it quicker
i throw this money for the strippers
you do it big, i do it bigger
baking soda, [?]
we uber eats, we take it out
i keep a semi in the couch
i got that water, here the drought
i be the illest in the bity, did it biggie and i’m out
heading for the milly billy, had to take another route

[interlude]

[chorus]
i’m stacking paper and it’s ammunition
i got my leather vest and hammer, heard the camera cl!cking
photogenic, i’m a menace for them flashing lights
i’m eating better for tomorrow, b+tch it’s appetite
we living life, we putting satellites in limousines
i’m on my malcolm, got that rifle, that’s by any means
you know that momma raised a soldier and i’m ready for it
i got my lingo from the corner each and every morning
[outro]
they can’t f+ck with this
they can’t f+ck with this
can you see this sh+t right here?
oh man, motherf+cker, y’all got some some sh+t on y’all head, motherf+cker
y’all ain’t ready motherf+cker
y’all think y’all ready
y’all think… oh hold on, i got a call
“h+llo? shut the f+ck up.”

- aap twelvyy lyrics

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