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gnar - mothership lyrics

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[intro]
hop in the coupe, it’s loaded
yes, ah, it’s a testarossa
hop in the coupe, it’s loaded
100 bands won’t fold

[chorus]
hop in the coupe, it’s loaded
yes, ah, it’s a testarossa
i got a rollie, plain jane
i might flood the whole face
sip the tec, yeah, for my anxiety
gnarcotic gang, yeah, the fam, yeah, that’s what i bleed
guns out, run down all my enemies
say you love me, don’t believe me need to see some things
and i see some things, that you won’t believe
gang with me bring the beef, just like applebee’s
hit the boof, cuttin’ loof feel like therapy
fake friends switched up, i won’t bless you
gold digger ho, want some bands, try the next dude

[refrain]
i won’t bless you, nah, i won’t bless you
i won’t bless you, nah, i won’t bless you

[verse]
i might die for this, really believe it’s my time for this
not from earth, some other sh-t, waitin’ on my mothership
i’m the man now, yeah, i got some bands now
never had no handouts
you can have my whole town
suck the gang d-ck ’cause she think we famous
people sayin’ i made it
only thing that changed is, changin’ whips
gnar and his lastest sh-t
stainless guwop, my loaded sh-t
won’t ever catch me in the vip
unless i’m paid to be there
sh-ttin’ on you on you n-gga
gnarly sick as diarrhea
brought a ‘rari to the hood
to let the homie drive it
chopper sing mariah
i would never lose it
momma raised a fighter
bring the gas out
i’ma need a lighter

[refrain]
i won’t bless you, nah, i won’t bless you
i won’t bless you, nah, i won’t bless you
i won’t bless you, nah, i won’t bless you
i won’t bless you, nah, i won’t bless you
100 bands and you gotta hit the next dude
100 bands and you gotta hit the next dude

[chorus]
hop in the coupe, it’s loaded
yes, ah, it’s a testarossa
i got a rollie, plain jane
i might flood the whole face
sip the tec, yeah, for my anxiety
gnarcotic gang, yeah, the fam, yeah, that’s what i bleed
guns out, run down all my enemies
say you love me, don’t believe me need to see some things
and i see some things, that you won’t believe
gang with me bring the beef, just like applebee’s
hit the boof, cuttin’ loof feel like therapy
fake friends switched up, i won’t bless you
gold digger ho, want some bands, try the next dude

[outro]
i won’t bless you, nah, i won’t bless you



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