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rylo rodriguez - another planet lyrics

808godz, mattazik man boomin off real

[hook]
no styler can style this sh-t, i drip, i’m on a whole ‘nother planet (whole ‘nother planet)
slip backdoor back football, man i’m on a whole ‘lotta xannies (whole lotta xannies)
huracan-can for the seats so b-tch you gotta f-ck on yo camera (f-ck on that camera)
bae ho call me daddy but no i ain’t her parent (ain’t her parent)
playin real slow and we play this [?]
[?] never had no [?]
remember them times we used to have nothin’ at free (had nothin’ at free)
scratch me a [?] on tv can’t [?] (got tired of that sh-t)

[verse 1]
my mom had no job in years, got tired of her tears (tired of her tears)
b-tch, a notice on the front door everywhere that we lived (everywhere that we lived)
floor boards, one bedroom and that [?]
had to sleep together, couldn’t make a [?] ’cause the floor too hard
boiling water in the morning, tryna have a bird bath ‘fo i go to school
free rico and boo, i remember the times [?]
owed it all to my momma, did it on my own, i ain’t never had no daddy
came home from paris, ran up a new bag, and went and got her a mansion
i ain’t even gotta post ‘sh-t on my instagram, i just wanna be happy
got a lotta money and i ain’t even gon’ spend it, ’cause i ain’t never had sh-t
i was sittin’ in the prison, they ain’t send a penny, they were dead [?]
now i got me and they tryna get all in my business, ride straight past ’em

[verse 2]
all that money on my mind like i gotta bald head
ice box coups and i’ma chop the wig
after that he looked like [?] he had another bid
cuban link drippin’ like it’s ink, gon’ chop it on the [?]
i can give everybody a thousand at wireless
i’ma drown ’em with the champagne like i’m papi
yeah yeah, my ring and my chain they both from ’round
so many cars, can’t let her go [?] down, yeah yeah
i get a rush and you can feel it
i told that girl she can get with it
ten times ten with the wrist (whoo)
i’m world medal, fakin’, piece, god-d-mnit
yo styler can trust this sh-t, this drip on a whole ‘nother planet

[verse 3]
huracan, tesla, porsche or sh-t, i’m on a whole lotta speed
rollie got 41-pointers lil brother, no i ain’t in [?]
i still make that b-tch pull up even if she bleed
ain’t none wrong with yo throat lil’ ho, get on yo knees
on aderoll countin’ that paper, i don’t need no money machine
that [?] got salt on it like a plate of that cheese (so flawless)

in aventador right now, my n-gg- gon’ plant the stick
lil freak from the hood sucked d-ck in the car with a whole lotta spit
put that money on yo head like a bald head b-tch with a brand new bag
in [?], met the plug every week, that’s a whole lotta weed
new traphouse g’s, 200 on the dash, that’s a whole lotta speed
we were still gettin’ frisked when [?] what we had, that’s a whole lotta swag
thirteen years old, we were breakin’ in houses, we were livin too fast
i was raised by my momma, ain’t had no father so the streets my dad
we had chopper way back then, when [?] stole it from his sisters’ boyfriend
now that lil n-gg- got like plus a hundred, whenever he need me, he know that i’m comin’
meet his sister every month with the money, they gon’ go hard, but we go the dumbest
sticks with the beams like we the [?], i hold my pad, don’t come out my hommie
that’s why i sit in the house and i chill, i can’t [?] nothin’, i ran up a mill
anything that you goin’ through, just ask god, he gon’ give you the scrim
baby witness everything real, i been rappin’ for a year
now look how god work, i got two mill for my deal

- rylo rodriguez lyrics

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