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Rella (feat. Hodgy Beats, Domo Genesis & Tyler, the Creator)
Odd Future
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Rella-Odd Future featuring Hodgy Beats Domo Genesis & Tyler The Creator - Various Artists I ****ed this flow This is my electronic press kit I hot as some fresh shit Bitches recollect bitches grow grey hairs don't stress it I text message messages to ****ing estrogen She lets me in I **** her then she freakier than my leather vans Cause I never am purchasing reimbursing your courtesy Put your body on the curb to work the street I hearse the streets Heard she sweet she Hershey's sweet but me I'm extravagant Hop on the bandwagon kid I'm about to tell you some tragic shit The love is lost and the drugs they cost In the studio mixing raw Bitches piss in my drawers like you piss in my drawers Bitches my dick's in her jaw I'm Wes Snipes with lead pipes don't dabble with the apple Cause a swagga like mine turn them apples into Snapple **** the pick of the raffle king of the castle Bitches Genghis Khan mansion we the Marilyn Manson Making money in the present it be safe for my grandsons African drums for when the champ come, nigga Suicide watch bitches kill yourself Opposition who bitches reveal yourself How you steal our swag and figure you still yourself Splinter Cell creeping in this shit You couldn't feel the stealth Wolves are prowling hunger at it's ****ing best I'm a beast like the gorilla head that is on my chest Please let me flex I'm going off I need some ****ing bread Drugs are green My bitches white and tonight I need ****ing head Excuse our swag I'm tryna tone it down like Jenny Craig Fresh to death then I guess we looking like the living dead Oh shit your bitch look at how I'm doing you Bitches on my dick but look at me I'm ****ing beautiful Niggas tryna figure out shit but all I hear in my interviews Is why this so cool? You bitches are so unusual Wolf Gang, point me to a bitch I should prove it to Under pressure we just stand in the middle like hula hoops The fortress is fortified, bitch Money in my pockets like I'm 45 Hodgy Beats recording live Bitches I be surely high and I don't need wings to fly How many the air with the pigs Left Brain Domo Genesis Knock-knock creay It's me Your girlfriend had a really nice meeting with my dick (What ) I killed that bitch and grabbed that knife Now I got real authentic cheetah print shit (Bitches you're a liar) Bitches don't believe me kiss your lady And boy you're gonna get them heebie jeebies Bitches my shit stay way disease-y, I make it look easy 51-50 I'm off the Heezy you ain't got no ****ing Yeezy Came in the game like Speedy Gonzalez I'm ****ing Looney See these girls talkin' all that shit (What ) I'm just tryna see some t**s (What ) Let's get it poppin' like MC Lyte around some dykes I'm out this bitch like hocus pocus And me and Lucas got a couple of pickles And met up with bitches gave 'em cum on their dimples Then my shit went limp so niggas took about 3 pills of Extenzo Now my shit's longer than a 5 door limo Harder than a soft right hook from kimbo on PCP and cilantro When I'm with your bitch I'm like, where my shit go? Now she think I'm 'bout to eat her whole Enchilada I gotta lotta that 'Preme and I'm paying nada It seems that I'm product placement But I'm not, I'm just ****in' awesome Yo mama look like a ugly loser
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