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sviator1 - this is not a coda. lyrics

[hook: sviator1]
hey
i’m not smooth either
hey
you not smooth either
hey
hey
i’m not scooter either
hey
i’m not a scooter either
hey

[verse 1: sviator1]
all these lil flirts tryna cause all of this trouble
(trouble)
i’m sorry to burst your bubble i’ll be on the durn double
(double)
i’ll be like satellite on apple hubble
(ooh)
my rhymes turn you to stubble

[verse 2: sviator1]
no questions, just gimme directions
my flows hard just like i’m second guessing
no life and you act like you’re just a pessimist
when it comes to you i just have no suggestions
kind of like google when it’s just messing
up

[break: sviator1]
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
what’s up, you b-ttercup?
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
what’s up, you b-ttercup?
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
got them subs cranked up

[verse 3: sviator1]
like my chateau’s ceiling
boy i know you been stealing
boy i got that ice to the tea that you’re always sipping
and you look like my foot and you’re always tripping
dinger
i’m the reason my mixtape has the word “savage” in it
it’s because all my words are ravages in it
all my bucks are real and yours are counterfeit
all your thoughts are limited and mine are infinite
i ride rollercoasters even though i have a fear of heights
all y’all get mad about is all the whites
it’ll come back as a rear bite
#fulldespite

[verse 4: sviator1]
no help required, mister
you’ll get fired, mister
i got facial hair like joji
you won’t need an emoji
just to tell my beard
from the way his mind was geared
i been rapping this long
i’m about to cry
it took this long to take apart our comparison
talking teen t-tans, we about to go to terra’s inn
break you with a rock and a phone, break a single shin
hey
i could never be less sorry than when the nights were starry for you and me

[break 2:sviator1]
hey
hey
hey
hey
hey
hey
hey
hey
hey
hey

[verse 5: sviator1]
my name’s trey and i got a basketball game tomorrow
more like i gotta drink some more of that holy joe
and make some more of that holy dough
and worship some more of that holy ghost
ew, what kind of verse is this?
ew, what kind of purse is yours?
your voice makes you sound like you’re in purgatory
your hair makes me think of another story

- sviator1 lyrics

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