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vellydagoat – cmon remix lyrics

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cmon remix lyrics
[intro]
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[verse]
come on, lil’ n+gga, i’m ready, i’m ready
the headshot is free, turned his brain to spaghetti
say my choppa spanish, i named it machete
bullets like tequila, burnt chest to the belly
“who the f+ck this n+gga that’s walking on beats?”
i don’t think they know him, they call him by velly
“why that boy self+proclaiming as a g.o.a.t.?”
who the f+ck are you to ever try to tell me?
i was calm, but it’s time to get hype in this b+tch
how the f+ck you gon’ step with no pipe on your hip?
n+gga texting my phone, talking ’bout we gon’ hit
it’s a chance that you fight for your life in this b+tch
he a pack, burn him up like i’m lighting a spliff
i’m liu kang, how i’m testing my might with the hits
ol’ puppy ass boy, claiming that he a dog, he ain’t biting at no’n, he just barking at sh+t
oh, they ringing the bell for that man?
i’m a hot boy, for real, need to cut on the fan
he got money galore, that sh+t more than a brand
i’m the biggest of g’s, gotta stick to the plan
n+gga talk like he ’bout it, can’t come in that land
n+gga came with the gang, made him die with his clan
red down a white tee like the flag of j+pan
g19 with a drum, rocking out like a band
i’m a problem, you gon’ need a g+nius to solve it
when the greener gets green, it turns into the goblins
it’s a shame n+ggas think i ain’t been at the bottom
my name hold too much weight, better get you a spotter
got my foot on the gas, i been going full throttle
you thirsty for b+tches? go quench it with water
i’d be happy to say that i’m sonning these n+ggas, they acting like me, i’m so proud to be father
n+gga obnoxious, thinking he with that
promise to god that you don’t want to go there
that boy, he sweet, break him down like a kitkat
swear that he hard, but inside, there’s a ho there
you better off tryna quit on that rap sh+t
you dropped a mixtape, it ain’t go nowhere
you tried to sniff out the smoke, you inhaled in your trunk, had no business for sticking your nose there (ol’ stupid ass b+tch)
catch a .556, he caught it in his midst
i’m the man in control, i’m feeling like i’m vince
how you beat down the block? you n+ggas never spinned
why you claiming a body that you never did?
and he cap ’bout the racks, n+gga struck on the low
ppp on that ass, now you can’t pay the rent
you gon’ learn about watching my pockets, lil’ b+tch
me and you not the same ’cause i walk with a limp



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