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groove - alex fg lyrics

more money less problems but the problems get bigger
thinking you gon get richer homie how do you figure
i hear running up a bag can help work on ya figure
i got haters in denial, i got drip like a river
smoking fire got me looking like a tired koala
blowing trees in the trees hanging in walla walla
over there i heard the trees supposed to grow a little taller
and my heart broke so i can’t throw no hoe a dollar
thinking i’m an easy l!ck? i ain’t him
i’m a skinny blonde white boy but i ain’t slim
if my b*tch say k i say ight then
only thing i chase is them frank*l*i*ns
mothaf*cka, always talking bout sticks you a sucker
filthy put it in hеr ribs when i f*ck her
you ain’t k!ll the p*ssy you just makе the shii suffer
i make p*ssy talk back, you make the b*tch shut up
and it go on and on
better shut the f*ck up when my song is on
filthy gang in this b*tch, the phenomenon
on that demon time, f*ck ya audemars
say she wanna eat so i take her to d*cks
i ain’t gave her the d*ck, ain’t no cape on me b*tch
i ain’t superman you won’t see me saving no b*tch
get a ring of fire if you think you playing me b*tch
on some g playa shii i need a g wagon
and to smoke on some fire more fire than me rappin
i got a hold on the game like khabib grapplin
still mothaf*ckas sleep charlie chaplin
she look good from afar but she far from good
f*ck cutting the mustard she can’t carve the wood
hoes will set you up in the same car like suge
godd*mn, she need jesus, not a man
i could make an arizona can cost a band
i be moving music across the land, contraband
filthy gon be popping from qatar to j*pan
i’m a rockstar no guitar in my hand
d*mn

- alex fg lyrics

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