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yung god ro - bapesta lyrics

[intro]
b+tch, i got my bapestas on
copped them from stockx
you act like nothing wrong
fire on the beat, like bnyx
i smoke fine out the bong
when you hit that sh+t, you cherry red
my b+tch left you on read
giving you some time to clear your head

[verse]
pulled up in foreign cars, but nothing changed ’cause hoes still buss it
i was eating pizza last night, and i chopped off the crust and
your b+tch don’t want you no more
she went for me, ’cause i got the bapestas on
yeah, nothing much else was wrong
smelt dior and gucci mixed, my cologne
ain’t talkin’ ’bout no german city
your racks emptier than man city
why you tryna confuse, as you see, your b+tch is still with me
shots fired, called police, but they still missed me
boss hired, high payin’ hoe, but she still miss me
i will never wife up a hoe when they get too greedy
i will never wife up no girl if she get too needy
smoke all in my lungs, it’s gettin’ a bit too easy
i’m a hot german boy, they call me dirk nowitzki
callin’ up the plug, i call that boy perc nowitzki
i smoke more maple than bieber
b+tch thought i’d f+ckin’ believe her
this is a toxic ass song, i might as well just leave her
sh+t ain’t black and white, but i’ll leave out specifics

- yung god ro lyrics

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