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green wrist - orator-s lyrics

[intro]
yeah, b*tch
you know who it is
racks on racks on racks yeah
yeah

[verse 1]
beva b*tch, why the f*ck you ain’t living your vita b*tch
i’m cena b*tch, cause you ain’t ever seen us b*tch
always passed the beanie never really fit, really sick
taking lsd, i can’t feel my legs, biking down the streets and taking pictures
i don’t even sell no sh*t, shhh

[interlude]
yeah
i don’t even sell no sh*t

[verse 2]
and the money dead, i don’t care
imma make it spend again, parking lot you know we spin again
library trap, we don’t talk about it
if they ask you no you don’t know sh*t
play pretend, tell your friend
you a p*ssy like you like to l!ck your legs
all my money in my bead, bedrock * rockhard
so my money long, all my chins hong * kong
all my sh*t dot com, i’ma blow, i know i’m the bomb
money gonna pass my moms, money gonna pass my top
yeah, f*ck it then we ball, yeah f*cking till we ball
eyes out like we really ain’t the ball
eat the bars, like a really ate the song
i’m the boss, rick ross
b*tch you know i shop at ross
you know i’m gon be on top
keep your money in your mouth, i only speak bread
in the pontiac, smoking till my lungs like sheet spread
i know i’m the goat, i don’t even need a mirror
if you gon be a b*tch, i don’t need a mere friend
[outro]
i don’t need them, i don’t need them
if you gon be a b*tch, i don’t need a mere friend
orator

[skit]
yo, f*ck the opps

- orator s lyrics

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