melvin’s song - lil sandal and gavin bmx lyrics
gavin bmx:
i’m out in prague, i ask for the czech
speaking in french like i’m from quebec
whipping a boat, we got it on deck
and you is a loser you listen to beck
wish i was more like jpro
i’m out in montenegro
going to church in waco
all of my opps in nato
ted kazinsky had some good points
not a stoner, i don’t do joints
corpse husband need a new voice
not in texas cuz i’m pro choice
shoutout houston i abort the mission
i do not suffer from malnutrition
i’m making a difference i sign petitions
i do not understand long division
i’m taking ap yo mama jokes
that class is real, it’s not a hoax
spying on you, i live in your walls
too many crackers in klamath falls
and i’m only eating raw meat
wablov rapping off beat
and my house made of concretе
max diet made of all wheat
and i bе shopping at dollar tree
if you don’t then you cannot talk to me
lil sandal got some dog feet
shoutout gen, he at jollibee
i wanna go visit north korea
i do not suffer from gonorrhea
taking lil sandal to nicosia
bye to lil sandal like ‘nic i’ll see ya’
lil sandal:
yuh, and i’m making money
all of these jokes, bro, i swear they ain’t funny
out in madrid where i’m posted it’s sunny
you thought it was sweet, bruh, this is not honey
you thought it was sweet, bruh, this is not sugar
i’m picking a bone like i’m picking a booger
i’m chopping it up, bruh, just like a butcher
she fell of that cliff, bruh, i didn’t push her
and i’m spending money not getting it back
i get a check i don’t know how to act
you hate on my music you getting attacked
hey, listen to me when i hop on the track
i’m out in brazil and i’m chilling with christian
that boy is a lame, bro he switching positions
i get on the track you know they finna listen
and i’m out in portugal posted in lisbon
your music is old like it’s jimmy carter
my prius is taking me way farther
and the path that i’ve chosen is way harder
and i pass when you test me i’m way smarter
shoutout to hugo i feel like a boss
i gaslight and gatekeep won’t give you the sauce
i’m mr. (?) i’m balling at ross
that boy looking sore, he can’t take a loss
i’m posted with antione, kavi, and roman
and you bad luck, bro, you got an omen
i’m up at the late night posted with conan
i’m kicking that door down i bust it open
it’s the end of the night, i’m going to bed
all of these jokes they go over my head
but i’m getting money they toasting my bread
these haters that’s hating, i leave them on read
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