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 #

reid moorhouse - dystopia lyrics

[intro]
you see cuz wszn produced this sh+t, it ws all me
an i be like
i be doin sh+t
yall be talkin bout sh+t
prepunchd be doin sh+t
pardon my sh+t
but like yall done
i’m done
this dystopia
honestly just like some a yall can go eat some f+cking ass
like i dont f+cking f+ck wit you at all bruh
[bridge]
i got sh+t like no criminal, reading this manga i bought some
got some lil minions wit me ok lil b+tch wit a criminal yeah we gone rock some
yall really wanna talk sh+t i’ll k!ll but i ain’t got some
they say kms, lil boy we k!llin go rock some
lil homiecide, dead opps, oh come on
brodie runnin yo fade, i won’t, come on
like bro ain’t runnin yo fade, like bro i can’t
honestly go f+ck thesе racks
i ain’t even on no interstatе
i dont even know, now go back to the cash
like yeah we f+ckin the bank
[body]
i got that door on me (ooh)
i got these 223’s (ooh)
countin up, bossed up me (ooh)
what yo bih been selling, i’m geek’d (ooh)
yo b+tch been telling me roll up, but ion be f+ckin no broke boys (ooh)
aye
ridin round town, you no we cold boy
aye
how he gone find that, pop up on the kid
we kick like the can lil bih
remembering times where she topping me up in a wraith
ooh
yall can’t rap like me n all you cra
i want that b+tt
you know for s+x
we cum in dat bih
we cum on her back
we cum on her lip
we come with the stash
we come with the racks
we come wit a bag
we come in her b+tt
we come in her lap
ooh
hit a lil last
ooh
come in around da back
(hey)
come wit a bod
ooh
kelly tech jammed in his back (ooh)
you know we tote audemar baguettes (ooh)
i sell all these baguettes (ooh)
workin at this place cobs breads (ooh)
come wit that bit to the deck (ooh)
i see her favourite color red (ooh)
i get that red ooh
opps get the tec (ooh)
all these hoes really go diamond (yeah)
shoutout my momma
aye we gotta go diamond (aye)
we gon go diamond
aye
all of these b+tches want peace, i want her get on her knees
yeah
super ski, yeah we ain’t tune bih (aye)
pour out a bit a that lean
(yeah) you see the lean
on the codeine and we sellin codeine (ooh)
he ain’t put down what that mean
i say lil boy
hey hey, leave, hey
shout out his mom, i f+cked that wh0re (who)
came in that
za went that
came wit that bit to the bank (ooh)
2900
that bit from the hundreds
her boy with a tommy caught me playin with a tec
i wanna rap (ooh)
she want these g’s but i came with her out back
d+mn, her ass fat
1400 told her now 999
blocked now she talk to a bot
oooh oooh
i hit l!cky, got a bag, i’m up
call me a star
i wanna come in that rari
i wanna+
i want that boy to say sorry
i ain’t+
i ain’t sorry
yeah f+ck you
you only say it’s the talk
why my gang gone duck you
neva supposed to be with the opps (uh)
never supposed to be an opp (uh)
came in dat bit wit the squad
i came in that bit with the squad
400 grams and we go large
400 gang and we go live
[outro]
shoutout my muf+ckin mom

- reid moorhouse lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS