roster - lil conch lyrics
[intro]
woooh
woooh
i said i’d do this one more time for yall
haha
aye
yo look
[verse 1]
admit it just say i’m the goat
the greatest you sinkin i float
i moated around like a boat
i’m washing the lyrics with soap
see i am the greatest
i never am faded
your pantries been raided
these women i’ve dated
up late writing lyrics
care upon appearance
bless up my adherence
i’m clearing the clearance
the gucci on gotti its lit
they fl!ckin your b-tch throw a fit
versace just part of my fit
i’m fittin the puzzle don’t miss
bars postponed psycho
clutchin up like mike woah
you so sweaty rice bowl
icing up my slice coat woah
runnin my bands up yuh
pull yo pants up yuh
get you mans b-tch woah
east atlantic clothes
i’m the greatest no debate
plated money on my plate
it’s my time you’re always late
i’ll slow it down for you just wait
you hear i’m that inter codominant
straight to the top and sh-t
gettin this money like woah
jesus christ
f-ck your heist
securing the bag i just get it and go
you hearin these men they like bopity flopity
women are property
f-ck is you mean
they sippin this lean
poppin a bean
sh-t isnt real you just causin a scene
[chorus]
get off my d-ck wait what
takin your girl sh-ts tough
sound a little scratchy need a cough drop
playing games shawty know i hit the jackpot
beats so sick call me the doctor
your song
who wrote it
what author
i’m teaching these b-tches like proctor
you know i be starting the roster
[break]
shhhhhhh
hahahahaha
oh my god
wooh
[chorus]
get off my d-ck wait what
takin your girl sh-ts tough
sound a little scratchy need a cough drop
playing games shawty know i hit the jackpot
beats so sick call me the doctor
your song
who wrote it
what author
i’m teaching these b-tches like proctor
you know i be starting the roster
[verse 2]
don’t talk to me ill motherf-cker
she swallows your more of a sucker
she love me she ask for my number
i’m sh-ttin on rappers like tucka
last week i was nameless
today i be famous
i came on her shameless
can’t deal with your lameness
i’m climbin up fast
i’m winnin you’re last
the way that i blast
man f-ck the past
wooh wooh
i’m the sh-t now
if you don’t like me
well just f-ck it
gettin rich now
yes i’m the sh-t now
i play for hits now
tell you motherf-ckers now you is a b-tch now
wooh
[chorus]
get off my d-ck wait what
takin your girl sh-ts tough
sound a little scratchy need a cough drop
playing games shawty know i hit the jackpot
beats so sick call me the doctor
your song
who wrote it
what author
i’m teaching these b-tches like proctor
you know i be starting the roster
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