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kiwi strawberry - a$ap ant lyrics

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[hoodrich pablo juan]
gone off the lean, i don’t know what i do
she a freak, i f-ck that b-tch like a wh0r-
throw the money up, racks hit the floor (throw it up)
it’s a trap, get the strap when you answer the door (get the strap)
you can take me out but i’m still hood to the core
plug to the socket, knock extension cords
still to the money, i’m sliding, i want more
shoot a brick out the back boy

[a$ap ant]
we the gods when you talk about fashion
balenciagas go with the g wagon
nuts in my pocket, my dior be saggin
calling her plays, not talking bout madden
poppin a molly then go to the moon
prada my jacket and gucci my belt
diamonds be wet like that boy michael phelps
when n-ggas they hatin, i ran up myself
finessin the cash, you cannot get it back
i fit the draco, i do rock the mac

[hoodrich pablo juan]
shootin it up like return of the mack
aim for yo head, no cap
just bought the buck with the strap like i’m jack
everybody got a bomb like iraq
let her roll gelato up, i ain’t mad
that ain’t no joke on my coupé, that’s a hatch
roll the cookies up, i got a fresh batch
smoking gelato i got it from benny t
mixing my medicine like it was chemistry
20 b-tches, man i feel like there’s ten of me
ice on my tee, it’s marino infantry

[a$ap ant]
rolling a backwood, not rolling a philly
n-ggas they silly, they milli vanilli
come to your block and i’m popping a wheelie
b-tch gave me head and i sucked on her t-tties
goon on my left and i play the jen0bli
i grow the bush and i feel like i’m kobe
if you don’t f-ck me, i’ll be where the hoes be
no not a check, ya n-ggas can’t fold me
n-ggas so blessed man, i’m feeling so holy

[hoodrich pablo juan]
gold to my goon man, on my neck, it’s a trophy
who says [?] gets all on my rollie

[hoodrich pablo juan]
gone off the lean, i don’t know what i do
she a freak, i f-ck that b-tch like a wh0r-
throw the money up, racks hit the floor (throw it up)
it’s a trap, get the strap when you answer the door (get the strap)
you can take me out but i’m still hood to the core
plug to the socket, knock extension cords
still to the money, i’m sliding, i want more
shoot a brick out the back boy

[a$ap ant]
we the gods when you talk about fashion
balenciagas go with the g wagon
nuts in my pocket, my dior be saggin
calling her plays, not talking bout madden
poppin a molly then go to the moon
prada my jacket and gucci my belt
diamonds be wet like that boy michael phelps
when n-ggas they hatin, i ran up myself

- aap ant lyrics

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