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no gimmick - mango the only lyrics

i’m bringing life to the burbs eatin’
fried worms, burn till you f*cking turn
inhaling a pack of ferns
i’m like a brand, bring the scorch
to germs, i’m in the sand
smoking in my chair i’m in your city
with the launcher (lawn chair)
these b*tches wack they immature
i’m in your pack getting stupider
off the loosie not lucifer
feet planted on the planet like jupiter
(why won’t this sh*t work?)
lighter fl!ck
ten toes bro get it right
be like me and live a hard life
listen close b, i’m mostly
been foreseeing my proceeds
in a two seater with a day one
what’s the outcomе, it’s a new home
with the hеirloom

and a dog and a cat in the back of
the fridge telling me that he need
similac cause the momma be too busy
taking her pics and appealing to n*ggas
who don’t give a sh*t about anything she’s
ever done as a woman and making her feel
like she is a commodity
probably you never came from the property
poverty all we wanted was monopoly
popular, ocular, ovulate
hop in a real*estate, loving her telling her mango is here today

pipe down pipe down feeling depressed
might feel better when i get this check
when i get this check i spend it all
bang my chest pack my bags
i take drag then i put on the book bag
should pray more i’m tired of too bad
you get bored bout to tell me to wu*tang
i feel good when i fight that nerve
i feel down when i bite the curb
my new sound bout to strike these birds
mercy k!ll better k!ll that verse cus if he
don’t ima put him in he*rs*
i’m about to pullup with a pole on a reject
with a godly flow let it reflect
in the spring i grow where the bees at
let me hit that note where the keys at
beats like this got us floatin
smokin herbs on a lotus
yeah off the potent
hoping bad b*tches notice
still on stilts beats sound like dirty south
but they feel like drill and they steels like
grill this hype is not real
floppin fish n*gga hype is not real
better tighten my sk!lls
on a bike with no wheels
sparking up the concrete
on the mic i’m flint steel
n*gga i’m a big mac these n*ggas
just a kids meal just another
afourteen gimmicks not real
so it limits my appeal
and when i write like this
your ego gets k!lled
all these n*ggas success came from
instagram reels came from sh*t label
deals and now i’m all in my feels
cus i ain’t got one still cus i ain’t
market them pills

- mango the only lyrics

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