isaac castor and foul mouth challenged (outro) şarkı sözleri

I know you see me dressed looking like I'm Bob Hope They say I'm ahead of my time, I guess my clock broke I chop flows to get em bouncing like potholes Got that hot dope in bulk, I'm Costco What the game's been missing, lanes still switching Seen it all before but now the pain feel different Wrote this out of boredom and my brain still itching Seeing through the phonies with my stay trill vision Surgical with it, I got insane precision Selfish motherfucker making vain decisions People talking shit because they angry living Bitches on my line but that don't make me pimping, nah Never thinking about the future, I'm blessed in the moment Bitches taking selfies just so later they said that they know him Middle Finger Music flag atop of the totem Straight out the stratosphere where my confidence going Fortnight, I'm sending headshots at opponents My bloodline Indiana, Domantas Sabonis This for the girls ripping off their tops in New Orleans This project a musical like I'm rocking the Tony's Keep a level head when shit gets bleak We always come up clean swimming down Shit's Creek Rocking empty bars just to make ends meet So don't pretend like we friends when I blow next week, ha
Sanatçı: Isaac Castor and Foul Mouth
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Isaac Castor and Foul Mouth hakkında bilgi girilmemiş.

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