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andrew mulat - god mendeleev lyrics

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[chorus: sun juice lava]
yeah i feel so glee
so i pay no fee
popo gonna cop me
but i run this world like a king
if you want, you can think
sunjoo is a bad b-tch, but
i don’t give a sh-t
cause i’m lit and you lil
hip-hop on the laptop
drop top with my dope
that dumbs too busy to
copy real gang sh-t
d-ck on your head, sick on my head
my rap like a glock, i’ll shoot you on your head

[verse 1: andrew mulat]
you see the vibe always up
only love, no ebenezer
no minute maid, no tang
ain’t no julius caesar
homies on the grind, still skate with severed knees
cause for the taro bubble tea we’d travel all the seven seas
yangin’ on the world since i saw water seven
nasty kid on television like i’m spittin’ on ellen
gimme six minutes and i’ll spit you outta office
like eminem on his wiki-da-wik-wik-aw sh-t
best friend made it i’m like wiki-da-wik-wik aw sh-t
left in the trap like wiki-da-wik-wik offset
takeoff fade akademiks, say again?
i been hyper training it’s why i never got my n
i been hydroplaning like i’m dom with the pen
i be so impatient, speed up songs in my head
i be so impatient yeah, come in wrong, try again
i be so impatient, you can come with the chorus right now

[pre-chorus: andrew mulat]
squad locked down, so we keep it low-key
hittin’ up the duffins like the f-ckin’ police
when the gang come together you know what the motif
you ain’t talkin’ then
you ain’t gettin’ nothin’, you can leave
squad locked down, so we keep it low-key
hittin’ up the duffins like the f-ckin’ police
when the gang come together you know what the motif
you ain’t talkin’ then
you ain’t gettin’ nothin’, you can leave

[chorus: sun juice lava]
yeah i feel so glee
so i pay no fee
popo gonna cop me
but i run this world like a king
if you want, you can think
sunjoo is a bad b-tch, but
i don’t give a sh-t
cause i’m lit and you lil
hip-hop on the laptop
drop top with my dope
that dumbs too busy to
copy real gang sh-t
d-ck on your head, sick on my head
my rap like a glock, i’ll shoot you on your head

[verse 2: andrew mulat]
i feel like austin powers, and drum fills are feeling awesome
towering lights of las vegas feeling a loss of power
i feel liberated turning off the power
conscious, else your conscience gettin’ lost and devoured
n-ggas all in vegas fightin’ a loss of patience, like
hospitals healing patients
nowadays it’s modern medication that make it so only losses you taking involve a little waiting on me
but i’ll take the mic and take an l just spitting pitted to your little patience homie
i’m just tryna be as deadly as
some sylo missiles, zias
worldstar flow
get your iphones, this vibe so x-files
cause the next flow be supernatural
nda’s have got my secrecy up on a pedestal, but i just spill
and my mind suggests, sh-t come out my lips
rhyme schemin’ sh-t that fly the best
the veggies make it easy n-gga yes

[pre-chorus: andrew mulat]
squad locked down, so we keep it low-key
hittin’ up the duffins like the f-ckin’ police
when the gang come together you know what the motif
you ain’t talkin’ then
you ain’t gettin’ nothin’, you can leave
squad locked down, so we keep it low-key
hittin’ up the duffins like the f-ckin’ police
when the gang come together you know what the motif
you ain’t talkin’ then
you ain’t gettin’ nothin’, you can leave

[chorus: sun juice lava]
yeah i feel so glee
so i pay no fee
popo gonna cop me
but i run this world like a king
if you want, you can think
sunjoo is a bad b-tch, but
i don’t give a sh-t
cause i’m lit and you lil
hip-hop on the laptop
drop top with my dope
that dumbs too busy to
copy real gang sh-t
d-ck on your head, sick on my head
my rap like a glock, i’ll shoot you on your head
yeah i feel so glee
so i pay no fee
popo gonna cop me
but i run this world like a king
if you want, you can think
sunjoo is a bad b-tch, but
i don’t give a sh-t
cause i’m lit and you lil
hip-hop on the laptop
drop top with my dope
that dumbs too busy to
copy real gang sh-t
d-ck on your head, sick on my head
my rap like a glock, i’ll shoot you on your head



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