coolguy_diet – yonko! lyrics
[intro]
uh+rha+rha+rha+rha
pandumxnium, sell your blood!
yeah! baby, that’s what i’m talkin’ about!
rhaaa!
[verse 1: coolguy_diet]
b+tch, i’m kaido, don’t need shotty
pop out back with the conquerors, haki
b+tch, i’m raizo, flamin’ his body
gear shift up, fifth gear, i’m godly
i need a daimyo, bad b+tch, hottie
step in my room and run that sh+t naughty
b+tch, i’m p+ssed and i’m rowdy
every one of you, i’m gon’ body
ay+yay!
yo’ b+tch on her back, i’m ’bouta f+ck her ’til she blind
ain’t n0body ready when i come in from behind
what?
everybody run it, but you only makin’ dimes
money that i’m making, man, this sh+t should be a crime
[bridge: coolguy_diet]
you a jit, you a b+tch
and you is mid, huh?
ain’t n0body want it
with a kid who got no rizz, huh?
jist of the list
is you only shoot and miss, huh?
ain’t n0body run it
’cause your music sound like sh+t, huh?
[verse 2: coolguy_diet]
dripped out fit, maxed stats, i got it
run that sh+t, bro, yes i brought it
run that sh+t with a bite+sized b+tch
on my d+ck right now, oh sh+t, she modded
cyber b+tch up on my d+ck
yami, gura, on my wrist
i got observation, b+tch
’round the town, they know my rizz
[verse 3: walnutgod]
around the time, p+ssy know my clique
how the f+ck i’m finna talk my sh+t?
bodies, on bodiеs, on bodies
on bodies, on bodies
tеll bro, “get off my d+ck!”
middle+aged shooters, they pushin’ forties
don’t act like my friend, p+ssy, you don’t know me
straight dirt+rocked, how we do ya, brodie
we gon’ get to his head like the tsukuyomi
f+ck, we gon’ put him in a cast, bro
stick gon’ hit his body, whip around him like a lasso
bricked up with yo’ shawty, she a mommy+milking bad hoe
diamonds on my body, hittin’ limits you can’t pass, though
ay, now, we drainin’ the whole clip
“f+ck, i ain’t mean to shoot ’em”, boy, it is what it is
b+tch, all i’m seein’, red, when i pull up to your crib
pow, pow, now they dead
n+gga thought he was the sh+t
[verse 4: deadboii kez]
one in a million, hit the deck when i walk in
i been k!llin’ b+tches all day, i’m exhausted
he was talkin’ hot sh+t, his life is what it cost him
all my shooters finna clap him up, don’t applaud him
ac+130, i’ma summon it
my k!ll feed go bananas, b+tch
’cause i just k!lled a bunch of them
downhill, sliding with my gang, who be runnin’ sh+t
hundred round drum on that b+tch, he can’t stomach it
walk in, pop sh+t, lookin’ for a target
he walk in with both legs, he leaving in a harness
f+ck what they saying, all these b+tches aren’t the hardest
i walk in with nothin’ on me, k!ll ’em all, regardless
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