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heymylan - 1234 lyrics

[intro]
so mylan
the people want to know they want to know
what inspired you to start making music?
(mylan x vamp)
(this is a vile human being, that needs to die)

[verse]
f+ck all you n+ggas, i don’t got no friends
it’s just me and my choppa till the very end
all about the benji’s, don’t dm unless you got pape to spend
when i see your boy i might just k!ll him, i don’t play pretend
bullet wound after bullet wound, leave your blood leaking
pistol whip is ass with the fan, this yo’ ass beating
hop up on the mic and talk my sh+t, like i was ass eating
this that is new balenciaga, your sh+t comes from last season
a message to the opps, “f+ck yall, yall awoke a mad demon.”
i can’t stop applying pressure, until i know that i’m the last breathing
my brothers in the city reeking havoc, they some ass kickers
they take everything love and believe in, and crush that sh+t to pieces

[verse]
want your soul, want your soul, n+gga give all
pop ass up so many times, he like “where he hit me at”
laser beam on the sticks n+gga, we not missing that
got these broke n+ggas looking at my plate like, “you gon’ finish that?”
i’m broke, for sure, you already know
b+tch let go, it no hanging on no more
watching bodies drop everyday really take a toll
should’ve [?] my k!ller gon’ be out on parole
my b+tch know she fire, so she bought a stripper pole
she got a another pole, that smoke you out like a marlboro
n+ggas thought that i gave, but i came back and i went harder
i’m zooming in that rental srt at night, you see the afterglow
[bridge]
(turn that sh+t up)

[verse: bass boosted/sped up/volume increase]
all about the benji’s, don’t dm unless you got pape to spend
when i see your boy i might just k!ll him, i don’t play pretend
bullet wound after bullet wound, leave your blood leaking
pistol whip is ass with the fan, this yo’ ass beating
hop up on the mic and talk my sh+t, like i was ass eating
this that is new balenciaga, your sh+t comes from last season
a message to the opps, “f+ck yall, yall awoke a mad demon.”
i can’t stop applying pressure, until i know that i’m the last breathing
my brothers in the city reeking havoc, they some ass kickers
they take everything love and believe in, and crush that sh+t to pieces

[verse: bass boosted/sped up/volume increase]
want your soul, want your soul, n+gga give all
pop ass up so many times, he like “where he hit me at”
laser beam on the sticks n+gga, we not missing that
got these broke n+ggas looking at my plate like, “you gon’ finish that?”
i’m broke, for sure, you already know
b+tch let go, it no hanging on no more
watching bodies drop everyday really take a toll
should’ve [?] my k!ller gon’ be out on parole
my b+tch know she fire, so she bought a stripper pole
she got a another pole, that smoke you out like a marlboro
n+ggas thought that i gave, but i came back and i went harder
i’m zooming in that rental srt at night, you see the afterglow
[bridge]
(t+t+turn that sh+t up)

[verse: bass boosted/sped up/volume increase/pitched down]
bullet wound after bullet wound, leave your blood leaking
pistol whip is ass with the fan, this yo’ ass beating
hop up on the mic and talk my sh+t, like i was ass eating
this that is new balenciaga, your sh+t comes from last season
a message to the opps, “f+ck yall, yall awoke a mad demon.”

- heymylan lyrics

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