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lonely island - dylan raps lyrics

[intro]
yea
guap, whattup

[verse]

(dylan raps)
b*tches run my mind, so all i talk about is b*tches
no covid, but i keep my distance

(fmg guap)
aye, whattup dylan
say the block is where we kick it, that sh*t different
time movin’ slow, just stay up on your pivot

(dylan raps)
i might tell you this sh*t fake, this sh*t not f*ckin’ fiction
every f*ckin’ thing i say is from the heart, b*tch listen
i’m in love with a dumb b*tch that won’t return the feelin’
me and guap gon’ buy twin coupes, with twin missin’ ceilings

(fmg guap)
better watch that window, youngin’, and don’t ever miss it
this big ahh*k will split his mental, dreams of bentleys without ceilings
puttin’ in work, i’m on the track now with dylan, cold hearted, guess i’m workin’ on my feelings
(dylan raps)
i don’t even got no feelin’s, since that dumb b*tch got up out my bed, i haven’t been asleep
i been havin’ bad dreams, about this b*tch named
and a bad b*tch in my sheets, lonely island how i’m creepin’
i been f*ckin’ b*tches after hours like the weeknd

(fmg guap)
sh*t, like the weeknd, send my partnas to your house to creep in
these streets the deep end, guess we sharks, just keep on eatin’
put pressure on f*ck n*****, i suggest you don’t put your feet in
my n***** hungry, i’m tryna grind so i can feed them

(dylan raps)
ooh, that b*tch a hungry b*tch
told that b*tch to not be too greedy, that sh*t’s our covenant
i just want this one b*tch to need me, i’m on some other sh*t
i might k!ll this b*tch if she leave me, i’m on some sucka sh*t

(fmg guap)
uh, f*ck the middle man, and that’s word to nip
i got this big ass glock, and it’s attached to my hip and we ain’t instagrammin’ sh*t
we ’bout a dollar, play with fmg or no honor, we gon’ put shots at your collar, that’s not a threat, it’s a promise

(dylan raps)
i promise that i’m addicted to runnin’ up these commas
and kobie and his bros gon’ pop until that sh*t’s a trauma
and i’m not gonna stop until my bros got h*lla gaula
and she gon’ keep on playin’ ‘til she know my brain is f*cked up
(fmg guap)
aye, yeah, them b*tches got us f*cked up
we just tryna get our bucks up, feel like giannis when the clutch come

(dylan raps)
i’m like bronbron tryna dunk some
i’m like p*rnstars when i’m f*ckin’
my bros really came from nothin’
my boys really control substance
on her face is where i’m cummin’
i’m just focused on the come up
nah, i’m lyin’, i’m just focused on this dumb sl*t

- dylan raps lyrics

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