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kxtoika - mr. goya lyrics

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we love you august haha
gimme that sh+t

b+tch im out my top
h+ll nah
i ain’t gon hold nun back
b+tch you just think im rapping
h+ll nah
i ain’t gon f+ckin cap
n+gga dissin who
h+ll nah
take him off the map
n+gga talkin crazy
h+ll nah
take him off the map

ok im done being humble i got to speak cause im tired of this sh+t
its a parade up inside of my city lil b+tch and im feeling like ja in this b+tch
you cannot step to me you can not ride on my wave and i got me a rod in this b+tch
brodie gon hop out the cut & then light him something up now his brain look like pasta and sh+t

sh+t sh+t sh+t

ok lets get to the facts
how you gon lie on my d+ck acting like i wasn’t beating yo sh+t from the front to the back
i know you mad than a b+tch because im with somebody you knew n+gga dont еven cap
dont even cap bеcause i know you mad
dont even cap because you finna find out why n+ggas call me mr get on yo ass
sh+t sh+t sh+t

im bout to get on they ass, stop playin’ but first ima pop with a diss
b+tches be mad then they get in they feelings and lie on the d+ck
i can’t really lie man that b+tch is annoying, i got in my bag & start calling it quits
b+tch you a hoe & a thot & you messed up your image lil b+tch you ain’t nothin’ but a trick

gimme that sh+t

oh you thought i was done lil b+tch
i beat on n+ggas for fun lil b+tch
you a lil hoe, you a bum lil b+tch
man im gettin’ that cash like fund lil b+tch
i just want k!ll em’ for fun lil b+tch
cl!cking won’t’ stop till it’s done lil b+tch
im murdering beats, thats fun lil b+tch
i fye’ that boy up like a drum lil b+tch lets go

b+tch im out my top
h+ll nah
i ain’t gon hold nun back
b+tch you just think im rapping
h+ll nah
i ain’t gon f+ckin cap
n+gga dissin who
h+ll nah
take him off the map
n+gga talkin crazy
h+ll nah
take him off the map
ok im done being humble i got to speak cause im tired of this sh+t
its a parade up inside of my city lil b+tch and im feeling like ja in this b+tch
you cannot step to me you can not ride on my wave and i got me a rod in this b+tch
brodie gon hop out the cut & then light him something up now his brain look like pasta and sh+t

sh+t sh+t sh+t

i tried to stop it, i gotta’ keep going i really got sh+t on my mind
i want balenci’ & fendi & prada, that sh+t gotta’ wait cause’ im back in my prime
a n+gga ain’t playin’ i got sh+t to talk and if you is not bout’ it you wasting my time
black bentley truck with the stars in the room and when i blow up ima’ make that sh+t mine

first off all, bro you a b+tch
you a lil hoe & you switched for them n+ggas
feeling like polo i got me the chop & the ar+15 started baking his liver
second off b+tch you a hoe
ima’ be cool and i ain’t bout’ to speak on it
i get you’re a lady but if you talk sh+t on my name once again, then we gon’ have to beef on it

sh+t sh+t sh+t

ahahahahaha
ain’t no way
i hear+ i heard motherf+ckers was tryna beef with me but they dont want no smoke for real
so like im tryna’ figure out what the f+ck you wanna do my n+gga
f+ck him
f+ck that girl
f+ck that boy that f+ck with him
f+ck that boy that f+ck with her
i+ fuc+ fuc+ f+ck all them n+ggas
f+ck everybody that f+ck with them n+ggas
on my momma, yall some hoes & some b+tches boy



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