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arsxnyyzst – wow! (feat. kyzo kidd & shinobi shun) lyrics

[intro: arsx]
haha, ha
so i got like $13.50 in my bank account
like 13 dollars and 50 cents
but f+ck it imma still rap about money this whole song
haha! arsx, yuh
lets go

[chorus: arsx]
raf, margiela, lv, i don’t cop that for no thot, yuh
b+tch i’m at the top so she gon’ pull up, run the top, yuh
they dont even know me, they know arsx, him i’m not, yuh
she said that she love me, thought i’d be hyped, she got blocked, yuh
wow, ha, i don’t talk to her no more
honestly, don’t even got time on my watch for her no more
that’s ironic ‘cause my wrist; a lot more gwalla then before
keep a chop but my mans ain’t gotta chop for sh+t no more (yuh)

[verse 1: arsx]
um true say hoe
she a lil’ freak in the jacuzzi, hoe
scream “oh yeah!” like the kool aid bro
i guess i’ma see you next tuesday, hoe
dressed in all black like i’m bruce wayne tho
black tint, black rims on the mulsanne, hoe
ak and the uzi in the suitcase, bro
we don’t lose sleep but the crew stay woke (slatt)
my room a studio, make music, we also make movies tho
we shootin’ 4k, yeah we boujee, bro
behind the scene, me and three groupie hoes
if she talkin like “where is my louis bro?”, i’m passin’ that b+tch like i’m rubio
patek philippe, i need two of those
if she bad, i’ma slide like i’m toosie tho (yuh)
too much drip in this b+tch
pull up; deadshot, don’t miss in this b+tch
go in like “d+mn, he lit wit this sh+t”
straight shoota like im too strict with the clip (yuh)
i keep pistol get whipped, i f+cked yo hoe, no twistin this sh+t
got me some dreads, stay twistin this sh+t
say i look crazy, it is what it is
ha!

[chorus: arsx & kyzo kidd]
raf, margiela, lv, i dont cop that for no thot, yuh
b+tch i’m at the top so she gon’ pull up, run the top, yuh
they dont even know me, they know arsx, him i’m not, yuh
she said that she love me, thought i’d be hyped, she got blocked, yuh
wow, ha, i don’t talk to her no more
honestly, don’t even got time on my watch for her no more
that’s ironic ‘cause my wrist; alot more gwalla then before
keep a chop but my mans ain’t gotta chop for sh+t no more (yeah, look)

[verse 2: kyzo kidd]
okay, what the f+ck is you talkin’ bout?
b+tchin’ ‘bout this and that, tryna talk it out
with them sticks in the house like a cabin, light eem boy up like a candle then put him out
okay, b+tch, sh+lls in yo back like a turtle
her p+ssy wetter, wet than wet, call her squirttle
i put her in a new position, reversal
she give me brain like i’m a nerd, call me urkel
ding, dong, you better come the f+ck out ‘fore i drag you out
talking sh+t on the internet boy, what you bout?
choppa cl!ck on you like a tab, minimize you, b+tch you getting x’ed out
huh, yeah, banana clip on me like harambe
squeeze til ya cherry split, juice all on me
guns hang on me like kkk
my doors go up just like my cape do, call me young batman uh
scope on my pistol for extra visual, hit that man
that metal be all on my hip, call me man of steel
drop my top like that jfk, guns in her mouth, that’s d+cks to the brain
when i spray
okay, bad b+tch wan f+ck, i’m like “okay”
3 d+cks on my gun like foreplay
red louboutin’s on me, olay, huh
you know me

[chorus: arsx]
raf, margiela, lv, i dont cop that for no thot, yuh
b+tch i’m at the top so she gon’ pull up, run the top, yuh
they dont even know me, they know arsx, him i’m not, yuh
she said that she love me, thought i’d be hyped, she got blocked, yuh
wow, ha, i don’t talk to her no more
honestly, don’t even got time on my watch for her no more
that’s ironic ‘cause my wrist; alot more gwalla then befor
keep a chop but my mans ain’t gotta chop for sh+t no more

[verse 3: shin0bi shun]
i got mo’ gwalla than these wh0res havin’ pores on they f+ckin skin
i got perfectly suckin’ twins and they wet as f+ck, water bend
like they presents, i box ‘em in now they optionless like a c+cky kid
who had to go school in the top his f+ckin’ grandmama picked (arss!)
who is that n+gga that they disregarded?
who is that n+gga who said “f+ck the entertaining, i just wanna go be f+ckin’ artist”?
n+ggas think they makin’ lines that are cosmic
oh, pause it, get a little bit smarter
i’m stallin’ but i’m still goin’ harder than yo’ artist that you secretly copy (uh)
b+tch, i’m the king of the zombies, uh
a n+gga just regenerated
i’m colder than n+ggas from three generations of rap you ain’t give me a chance, you debating
i swear to god that i will never display it
a n+gga impatient and well over dangerous
hoe, watch yo’ feelings and where you are aimin’ ‘em
shin0bi ain’t ya’ friend
wow

[chorus: arsx]
raf, margiela, lv, i dont cop that for no thot, yuh
b+tch i’m at the top so she gon’ pull up, run the top, yuh
they dont even know me, they know arsx, him i’m not, yuh
she said that she love me, thought i’d be hyped, she got blocked, yuh
wow, ha, i don’t talk to her no more
honestly, don’t even got time on my watch for her no more
that’s ironic ‘cause my wrist; alot more gwalla then before
keep a chop but my mans ain’t gotta chop for sh+t no more

- arsxnyyzst lyrics

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