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lv8r - magic (chanel) lyrics

(lv, yeah yeah)
(verse 1)
molly gone get her wet
molly gone get her dancing
molly gone have her prancing
i’m counting money dancing
i swing my sword i’m lancing
i’ll k!ll your ass like manson
then kick it in the mansion
who had hit l!cks?
oh you a witness?
you ain’t ever hit sh+t
you ain’t ever hit l!cks
watch me f+cking hit this
while i’m f+cking drippin

(chorus)
chanel
everybody round me moving slow just like some snails
i want it now, i want it now and i don’t play
no i can’t wait
n0body safe
he making plays
he built to raise
he throwin rays rays
he throwing rays rays
you still gone chase chase
i’m robing chase chase
ooooooo
(verse 2)
took somе time to get to wherе i’m at now but no i can’t wait
gotta get it fast, before i meet my fate
sliding on the phate, forgot that i had brakes
tryna get like so much cash that i could go and fill a crate
you outta date, i’m out in paris eating f+cking crepes
counting multicolored bills, smoking on fromge from grates
boy i’m h+lla ill, poised to k!ll, hit a drill on h
lil n+gga of the base, off the pills, out with mase

all these busters fake, talking crazy to your face
real eyes realize them lies, like how they plot on your demise
suppose i’m better off alone i’ll go up north and f+cking blow
like in new york where it get cold, out where the coldest wind it blows

i told my bro that we gone blow
shootin for the moon
don’t know where i’ll go
don’t know what i’ll do
if i ain’t gone blow
if i ain’t my you
if i die by you

i can’t lie to you
that’s not how i do
boy i am the truth
and your ass a fraud
go on talk to god
or go talk to my glock
legend just like i’m bach
molly gone get her wet
molly gone get her wet
molly gone get her wet
molly gone get her wet
molly gone get her wet
molly gone get her wet
molly gone get her wet
molly gone get her wet
molly gone get her wet

(verse 3)
gotta get it now no i cannot wait, oh noo
i ain’t finna throw a show for no one who ain’t gonna show
girl i’m on the go
girl i’m on the go
will you f+ckin’ wait
wait for me like wait!
baby please don’t go
baby please don’t go
f+ck it i don’t give a f+ck i ain’t no average joe
swerving right and left
runnin up a check
i’m sippin on this lean, while you sippin on your becks
lil hoe said i’m mean
i know that that’s cap
make her feel supreme
she rocking louis caps
she rocking louis v
cause she like that i rap
i’m sippin on this clean
i got it out the tap
i’m making 20 gs
i got it off the pack
lil boy run me then gs
before your ass get whacked
i’m toting .223s
i got it in my gat
one in the head, one in the head
it’s leaving you dead, it’s leaving you dead!

i’m counting this bread, smoking this chedd
i be counting this paper
you can’t keep me stable
it get sticky like stables
boy i’m all on the cable
put your chips on the table
boy i’m going all in
and you know i’m gone win

saw your girl at the function, took her home, then i nutted on her chin
saw my op and i saw he had a glock, had to just rip
had to just pop pop pop
i said that its pop pop pop
i said that its rock rock rock, i said that it’s ra ra ra ra, (ya ya!)

- lv8r lyrics

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