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orlando angelo - misfit! lyrics

[verse 1: orlando angelo]
yuh
pull up like john wick
i got forties, hit ’em up
b+tch, you are not sl!ck
couple dyk+s, they wanna fight
yes, i’m a mistfit
i dont wanna fit in hoe
last week you mentioned, but now we ain’t on twitter hoe
pull up where you running hoe
i just wanna take a shot
i ain’t talking pictures bro
i’m feeling kinda anxious
don’t make me run up on you hoe, aye (aye)

yes, i’m a mist fit
and i don’t wanna fit in hoe
yes, a mist fit
and i don’t wanna fit in b+tch (b+tch)
yes, a mist fit
and i don’t wanna fit in hoe
yes, i’m a mist fit
and i don’t wanna fit in b+tch
yes, i’m a mist fit
and i don’t wanna fit in hoe (yuh)
yes, i’m a mist fit
and i don’t wanna fit in b+tch
yes, i’m a mist fit
and i don’t wanna fit in hoe
yes, i’m a mist fit
and i don’t wanna fit in b+tch
tell me how you want it, we can do it that way
double with the left, uppеrcut he’ll sway
fitted with nike, no fеndi
hit it from the back, i don’t tell n0body
why they all so fake? i don’t get it
sh+t bricks when i switch sticks you b+tch
hit l!cks, might go f+ck your b+tch
real sh+t, please stop talking sh+t
fendi, prada i don’t need nada
p+ssy, p+ssy give me all the smoke you’ve got

hand in my shorts, blade on my hip
come fist fight, come taste my fist
bad b+tch look cute, got some lip
knock that b+tch on my unborn kids
i ain’t got a clue what the f+ck this is
but this sh+t gotta hard as sh+t

[verse 2: kvn]
yuh, i don’t break
i got nothin’ but bass
so when my f+cked up ways
got me, i feel insane
don’t need to conversate
you know, i won’t be tame
i broke up out my cage
way back when i was sane
don’t need yo confirmation
i’m concentrated
whole lotta patience
ain’t talkin lately
i’m screamin’ sh+t
grindin’ crazy
i’m fiendin’ b+tch
don’t talk to me
’cause i’m deep as sh+t
cut ’em out
for no reason b+tch
i plead the fifth when i’m bleedin’
sh+t, i might need a bit

now lemme show you what a demon is like, lil’ b+tch, yuh
i got gas
might need a mask
like it’s apocalyptic tactic
i blow you back
but i don’t need no motherf+cking strap
give ’em cardiac
the way i’m bouncing on the track
i be spitting facts
backwood smoke, i ain’t sippin’ no sprite
flow so cold, i’on need no ice
f+ck that sh+t, lemme roll my dice
when i light that blunt, b+tch i feel so nice
pickin’ out the motherf+ckin’ zip all night
moon start trippin’ out the dogs all night
winter comin’ soon so the wolves gon’ bite
riding on the gas in the whip all night, like yuh

- orlando angelo lyrics

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