ilysm & doin' fine - official lyrics
ilysm:
walk in i make it official
i’m moving wistful
old fad you ain’t ever touch a stick fool
(ay) ay i have a pistol press it to yo back (?)
yo they don’t f+ck with me because i do it like that
they don’t f+ck with me because i do it like crack
we don’t f+ck with you because you do it like crack
you got your hand on your d+ck not a had on a gat (ouhhh)
doin’ fine:
little honda black and yellow like k!ll bill
i just scissored with your b+tch like k!ll bill
and i know it hurt your feelings but no ill will
i just had to show her my d+ck is made of real steel
for real i’m chill my dress (?) silk i speak for the freaks still i feel like meek mill
you need a refill on the coke (?) smoke tangerine peel while eating j+panese eel and
i was never born i appeared on that greek hill
and i (?) and i’m smoking on green hill
and my wrists on the aegean sea got em
i feel like (?) riding on european
i’m like a circle in chinese (?) help
get your hand off my d+ck he felt metal against (?) mechanical twink
i’m an animal she in need of a (?) cannibal b+tch
i’m a new (?) c+nt with a classical twist
ilysm:
walk in i make it official
i’m moving wistful (ayyy)
old fad you ain’t ever touch a stick fool (b+tch!)
(ay) ay i have a pistol press it to yo back and your face all wistful
yo they don’t f+ck with me because i do it like that
they don’t f+ck with me because i do it like crack
we don’t f+ck with you because you do it like crack
you got your hand on your d+ck not a had on a gat (ouhhh)
i feel like the president mar+a+lago buddy i got these documents
you want a box so i make sure he gets f+cking sent
go and post and know exactly what the f+ck i meant
i’m evil brody (huh) you just a resident big stupid strap it gonna turn your ass to sediment and i don’t care about the sentiment (b+tch)
to be honest i don’t even real your messages
i’m moving like leon you get shot just like a kennedy (bah)
can you be a little more polite you ain’t a friend of me (nah)
remedy up inside this board just like the seven seas hah
how are you are you bad well you better be uh
i put him in the (?)
my job is counting all my racks until it’s ten o’clock (oh my god)
then i rap to the opp
in a bad shirt and skirt and to the glock
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