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kovin kestnar & graffik - monolith iv lyrics

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[chorus: kovin kestnar]
i got the bands in my nikes, woah
monolith up in my sight, no
what if your body is type o?
what if you saw me in tights, bro?
whip in the latch and it’s velcro
foot on the gas and i self loathe
ask me to dance, i’m like, “h+ll no”
i’m not that crass, i can tell though

[verse 1: kovin kestnar]
count all the bands and i roll like i’m sheik
call up your mans, but they want my physique
feel like adele ’cause i roll in the deep
feel like it’s h+ll ’cause i can’t go to sleep
straight off the shelf, it’ll go to the beast
buried at sea, but they’re facing the east
rockin’ his khakis and bape with a crease
back off the xans with a shaman, a priest
champions man, but in layman’s, he’s weak
rockin’ his vans with a playlist for free
cest la morte dans la nuit

[chorus: kovin kestnar & graffik]
i got the bands in my nikes, woah
monolith up in my sight, no
what if your body is type o?
what if you saw me in tights, bro?
whip in the latch and it’s velcro (yeah)
foot on the gas and i self loathe (ayy, yeah)
ask me to dance, i’m like, “h+ll no” (yeah)
i’m not that crass, i can tell though (yeah)
[interlude: kovin kestnar & graffik]
sh+t (yeah, ayy)
sh+t (ayy, yeah)
what do you mean this song’s too short? (ayy, yeah)
i don’t got sh+t else to say (ayy, uh, yeah)

[verse 2: graffik]
i got the bands in my nikes
that b+tch ain’t really my type
i took one sip of the sprite
i’m good off that sh+t for a night
i’m really just tryna get high
look at my doors, suicide
i’m with the crew, i’m with the tribe
i really don’t care ’bout tonight, nah
i really don’t care, i’m just tryna get paper
i f+ck on your b+tch and i say, “catch you later”
my shoes made of gator, you talkin’ ’bout favors
i’m wearin’ that fendi, you wearin’ that fakers
i’m wearin’ that sh+t, you wearin’ that replica
i’m with your b+tch and you steady just textin’
you be in the dm’s really stressin’ her
i’m with your b+tch and she givin’ that neck to, uh
i be in the bed, i’m really testin’ her
she think i’m s+xier because i’m healthier
b+tches know i’m wealthier, no questioner
i just do this sh+t, i’m really plentiful
never put the p+ssy on a pedestal
that sh+t you spit forgettable, it’s terrible (i really flex on you)



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