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mr. goya - kxtoika lyrics

we love you august haha
gimme that sh*t

ok im done being humble i got to speak cause im tired of this sh*t
its a parade up inside of my city lil b*tch and im feeling like ja in this b*tch
you cannot step to me you can not ride on my wave and i got me a rod in this b*tch
brodie gon hop out the cut & then light him something up now his brain look like pasta and sh*t

sh*t sh*t sh*t

ok lets get to the facts
how you gon lie on my d*ck acting like i wasn’t beating yo sh*t from the front to the back
i know you mad than a b*tch because im with somebody you knew n*gga dont еven cap
dont even cap bеcause i know you mad
dont even cap because you finna find out why n*ggas call me mr get on yo ass
sh*t sh*t sh*t

im bout to get on they ass, stop playin’ but first ima pop with a diss
b*tches be mad then they get in they feelings and lie on the d*ck
i can’t really lie man that b*tch is annoying, i got in my bag & start calling it quits
b*tch you a hoe & a thot & you messed up your image lil b*tch you ain’t nothin’ but a trick

gimme that sh*t

oh you thought i was done lil b*tch
i beat on n*ggas for fun lil b*tch
you a lil hoe, you a bum lil b*tch
man im gettin’ that cash like fund lil b*tch
i just want k!ll em’ for fun lil b*tch
cl!cking won’t’ stop till it’s done lil b*tch
im murdering beats, thats fun lil b*tch
i fye’ that boy up like a drum lil b*tch lets go

b*tch im out my top
h*ll nah
i ain’t gon hold nun back
b*tch you just think im rapping
h*ll nah
i ain’t gon f*ckin cap
n*gga dissin who
h*ll nah
take him off the map
n*gga talkin crazy
h*ll nah
take him off the map
ok im done being humble i got to speak cause im tired of this sh*t
its a parade up inside of my city lil b*tch and im feeling like ja in this b*tch
you cannot step to me you can not ride on my wave and i got me a rod in this b*tch
brodie gon hop out the cut & then light him something up now his brain look like pasta and sh*t

sh*t sh*t sh*t

i tried to stop it, i gotta’ keep going i really got sh*t on my mind
i want balenci’ & fendi & prada, that sh*t gotta’ wait cause’ im back in my prime
a n*gga ain’t playin’ i got sh*t to talk and if you is not bout’ it you wasting my time
black bentley truck with the stars in the room and when i blow up ima’ make that sh*t mine

first off all, bro you a b*tch
you a lil hoe & you switched for them n*ggas
feeling like polo i got me the chop & the ar*15 started baking his liver
second off b*tch you a hoe
ima’ be cool and i ain’t bout’ to speak on it
i get you’re a lady but if you talk sh*t on my name once again, then we gon’ have to beef on it

sh*t sh*t sh*t

ahahahahaha
ain’t no way
i hear* i heard motherf*ckers was tryna beef with me but they dont want no smoke for real
so like im tryna’ figure out what the f*ck you wanna do my n*gga
f*ck him
f*ck that girl
f*ck that boy that f*ck with him
f*ck that boy that f*ck with her
i* fuc* fuc* f*ck all them n*ggas
f*ck everybody that f*ck with them n*ggas
on my momma, yall some hoes & some b*tches boy

- kxtoika lyrics

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