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myth - bby goyard lyrics

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[chorus]
[?] all types of glofish, i’m such a rich c*nt
[?] all types of glofish, i’m such a rich c*nt
[?] all types of glofish, i’m such a rich cu*cu*c*nt
okay, yeah, i’m cursed
everytime i talk i hear a* (beep)
*box seats, well
honey box and some heaps
off the cool illusion
print the bag, 3*
wait, what the f*ck
nuke radio

[post*chorus]
hustle in my hip, smokin’ [?] pack, which pack
all they do is d*ck ride, and i ain’t nut yet
your dream girl look a nightmare, baby
and i go and call up [?], ask him “where the sl*ts at?”

[verse 1]
spirit, we too spellbound
fit up presents all around
hieroglyphics on the wall
ancient text written on the gram
we just sipped up the bently coupe
[?] colored roof
twеnty split in two’s
watch me bite right through it (you’re a nightmarе be gone!)
doin’ press at the ruins
i got max movement
slide the x9 through new heaven
that max movement
i can’t [?] hidden rooms
i just got new clip to it
i seen a b*tch do nasty things, she got major ick to it
that’s a major ick, huh
[?] colored
i got used to all this stuff
closet like hordin’ stuff
okay, lame the gig is up
[?]
strike, then i break stuff
just admit no one gon’ save us
[?] big game
hunnid fake pump
face paint, like a ghost
remind myself of geisha
i prefer the 85 cuts
bring the stakes up
natsukashii mushrooms
make the [?] f*ck
[chorus]
[?] all types of glofish, i’m such a rich c*nt
okay, yeah, i’m cursed
everytime i talk i hear a* (beep)
*box seats, well
honey box and some heaps
off the cool illusion
print the bag, 3d

[verse 2]
i can make the beat
it move so 4d
a five hunnid for the pound
this a moose cheese
i need a long time after shows
till everybody leave
and she gon’ suck whatever the f*ck i pull out these boxer briefs
haha, very good

[post*chorus]
hustle in my hip, smokin’ [?] pack, which pack
pardon the interuption for this little smoke break
its, evil empire
hustle in my hip, smokin’ [?] pack, which pack
all they do is d*ck ride, and i ain’t nut yet
your dream girl look a nightmare, baby
and i go and call up [?], ask him “where the sl*ts at?”
[verse 3]
spirit, we too spellbound
fit up presents all around
hieroglyphics on the wall
ancient text written on the gram
we just sipped up the bently coupe
[?] colored roof
twenty split in two’s
watch me bite right through it
doin’ press at the ruins
i got max movement
slide the x9 through new heaven
that max movement

[outro]
you shall know true evil!

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