felc - andrew tate lyrics
[chorus]
mix the lean with fanta, yeah im mixing up the wok
got a b+tch and she bad, yeah she sucking on this c+ck
got the bud, i hide it in the motherf+cking sock
talking to me like that, better talk to the glock
grabbing the stick with my hand, and no i don’t mean m+st+rbate
all these fans they asking me on what the f+cking master at
we got beef i bring it to you like i serve it on a plate
spent a bag on my b+tch, yeah i’m feeling like i’m andrew tate
[verse 1]
andrew tate, with the bags, yeah we got them racks
you be likе a cactus ’cause next day, your getting jackеd
me and ricks deniro got some motherf+cking tracks
yeah these features like to pay me like some motherf+cking tax
yeah i like to go hard on a motherf+cking feature
people give advice, acting like a f+cking teacher
yeah i’m really underground, feeling like a creature
walk up on the stage feeling like a public speaker
[chorus]
mix the lean with fanta, yeah i’m mixing up the wok
got a b+tch and she bad, yeah she sucking on this c+ck
got the bud, i hide it in the motherf+cking sock
talking to me like that, better talk to the glock
grabbing the stick with my hand, and no i don’t mean m+st+rbate
all these fans they asking me on what the f+cking master at
we got beef i bring it to you like i serve it on a plate
spent a bag on my b+tch, yeah i’m feeling like i’m andrew tate
mix the lean with fanta, yeah i’m mixing up the wok
got a b+tch and she bad, yeah she sucking on this c+ck
got the bud, i hide it in the motherf+cking sock
talking to me like that, better talk to the glock
grabbing the stick with my hand, and no i don’t mean m+st+rbate
all these fans they asking me on what the f+cking master at
we got beef i bring it to you like i serve it on a plate
spent a bag on my b+tch, yeah i’m feeling like i’m andrew tate
[verse 2]
skrt of in the audi, yeah i feel like im beardchanics
you can’t dodge the smoke, like king narst, you can have it
next year i be in the states, hanging out with alec
electric shock with the static, b+tches problematic
feel like zxkker, feeling better off the f+cking meds
this be like a bakery, because i’m baked with bread
i’m the king of this sh+t, yeah you heard what i said
they say i have no money and i cap when they got z
[chorus]
mix the lean with fanta, yeah i’m mixing up the wok
got a b+tch and she bad, yeah she sucking on this c+ck
got the bud, i hide it in the motherf+cking sock
talking to me like that, better talk to the glock
grabbing the stick with my hand, and no i don’t mean m+st+rbate
all these fans they asking me on what the f+cking master at
we got beef i bring it to you like i serve it on a plate
spent a bag on my b+tch, yeah i’m feeling like i’m andrew tate
feel like i’m andrew tate
all of these people, they just wanna hate
ay, ay
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