a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

lil rhyme - s.c.g.o.a.t. lyrics

made 2 f-ckin dollars from my last two hits
made me so f-ckin depressed i was slittin my wrists
with a golden rolex gucci knife
right after that i plunged it in my wife
the rap game dont wanna f-ck with me
and the rap game dont gotta f-ckin test me
im so f-cking rich i turn a he to a she
im so f-cking rich my pool is the sea
im the g o a t of the soundcloud game
everybody know the lil rhyme name
im carrying these b-tches all up to fame
but these thots put lil rhyme to shame
i said
i said
i said
i said
these mother f-ckin thots put me to f-cking shame

now hit him with the semi automatic
nah full automatic cl-ssic lil rhyme flow
where i destroy the beat like it was a failed fetus
end up makin the beat go silent and dead
while i rip the rest of the sh-t acapella my n-gga
just sit there and wonder how your life is goin
listen to my words as they all start flowin
now hit him with the semi automatic
nah full automatic cl-ssic lil rhyme flow
where i destroy the beat like it was a failed fetus
end up makin the beat go silent and dead
while i rip the rest of the sh-t acapella my n-gga
just sit there and wonder how your life is goin
listen to my words as they all start flowin
because i said!

my wrist and neck so god d-mn cold
my whole body and d-ck made out of gold
got b-tches on ma d-ck and a blunt all rolled
i made two f-ckin songs and my fans all sold
my wrist and neck so god d-mn cold
my whole body and d-ck made out of gold
got b-tches on ma d-ck and a blunt all rolled
i made two f-ckin songs and my fans all sold
my wrist and neck so god d-mn cold
my whole body and d-ck made out of gold
got b-tches on ma d-ck and a blunt all rolled
i made two f-ckin songs and my fans all sold
my wrist and neck so god d-mn cold
my whole body and d-ck made out of gold
got b-tches on ma d-ck and a blunt all rolled
i made two f-ckin songs and my fans all sold

- lil rhyme lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS