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rjldiablo - rolex (skrrt off) lyrics

[chorus]
i’m tryna really flex my rolex, i went to her house and got no s+x
got fam in the ends who died, one day i’ll be with your mum in dubai, oh (yeah)
i’m tryna really flex my rolex, i went to her house and got no s+x
got fam in the ends who died, one day i’ll be with your mum in dubai, oh (yeah)

[post+chorus]
i heard that my ex wanna talk to me
i f+cked your b+tch, now she callin’ me
try to square up, but i’m taller, g
and i’m ballin’, g
i heard that my ex wanna talk to me
i f+cked your b+tch, now she callin’ me
try to square up, but i’m taller, g
and i’m ballin’, g (mmm)

[verse 1]
wе got bands, we got fans
f+ckin’ b+tches since thе pram, give a hand
ethan winters, that’s the plan, ayy, ayy, ayy
we raid you, b+tch, clash of clans
screamo music in my ‘phones, that’s a jam
gulag, no warzone, we do this sh+t by hand
i f+cked your b+tch, gang+banged by the band
yeah, the band, they’s the mans, they the gang
kick a p+ssy boy’s sh+t, yeah, jackie chan
out in greece, i got a tan
harder than a pans+xual when they see a frying pan (so soapy)
i like my b+tches so soapy, r.j., he needs a trophy
this that digga d vs. loski, so listen here, lil’ broski
r.j. ain’t a f+cking joke, got a k in which we tote
f+ck your b+tch and give her throat, look at all the songs i’ve wrote
so much beef on my plate, i can’t eat it (i can’t eat it)
so many b+tches want my d+ck, i can’t feed ’em (i can’t feed ’em)
uh, this l.p. vs. f.m. when we runnin’ down your block (block)
got the drac’ out, now let’s make your face a doodle, but let’s leave out the c+ck (c+ck)
screamo, screamo, screamo, screamo, screamo’s in my headphones
b+tches coming up to me, hoping they can get loans
please stop talking, b+tch, i just wanna be ‘lone
r.j. looking icy, he’s all dripped up in that vlone, ayy (ugh, ugh)
i’m a shakespeare play, this the f+ckin’ hundredth scene, oh
young r.j. been sippin’ on that lean, ho
mean? no, oh, a rapist? oh, wait, me? no
i’m going 130 on an anti+speed zone
f+ck the feds, yeah, twelve, they don’t f+ck with me, no
got a rolex for my b+tch, i be in the streets, oh
f+cked your sis’ under the sheets, oh
but you still wanna know the details?
(cor, f+ck off, muhf+cker, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[chorus]
i’m tryna really flex my rolex, i went to her house and got no s+x
got fam in the ends who died, one day i’ll be with your mum in dubai, oh (yeah)
i’m tryna really flex my rolex, i went to her house and got no s+x
got fam in the ends who died, one day i’ll be with your mum in dubai, oh (yeah)

[verse 2]
i give her that d+ck ’cause it’s taller
she f+cks with r.j. ’cause she likes a baller
oh, and your mum, i might go and call her
i f+ck with my bruddas, yeah, all ’em
i’m from the ends and we got our shanks
we see an opp, send ’em to the organ bank
and yeah, we got more than shanks
welcome to m.h., little man, little man
my uncle’s in south l., in danger
they call me jesus, lil’ bab’ in a manger
you on your block, we might pop at a stranger
we run from the opps, we don’t f+ck with no rangers, ayy
[chorus]
i’m tryna really flex my rolex, i went to her house and got no s+x
got fam in the ends who died, one day i’ll be with your mum in dubai, oh (yeah)
i’m tryna really flex my rolex, i went to her house and got no s+x
got fam in the ends who died, one day i’ll be with your mum in dubai, oh (yeah)

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