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g star bobby - phonecase greg lyrics

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[hook]

chillin’ in my g star jeans, free bobby shmurda please
with my greenery, money signs and f*ckin’ weed
got the stinky cheese, can you f*ck with me
like the bat mobile, black fit b*tch i can fly
soaring through the sky, slash down like devil may cry
sharingan my eyes, see through these bullsh*t lies

[verse 1]

and they wonder why, i’m so hot like magic mike
cross you out of the equation, shout out jesus christ
at a veggie grill, vegan burger, vegan fries
all these sinful lies, repeat in front of my eyes
ghost rider stare after that you might just die
it be suicide, if you decide to approach me
slice in the sky, then your limbs drop like raw meat

[verse 2]

wrist watch like ben 10 alien force
with the swarovski flashing like i’m speaking morse
and my car seats suburu no f*cking porsche

after covid*19, i’m headed straight to greece
i feel like hercules and my shorty aphrodite
she got the perfect body, everybody thinks she’s saudi
but she’s trinidadian, puerto rican, honduran

[verse 3]

chillin’ with the bros, super mario bros
this beat ludacris, and i’m throwing bows
wearing all these clothes
dropped out lik doflamingo
i don’t f*ck with hoes, got a wifey it’s for real though

[hook]

chillin’ in my g star jeans, free bobby shmurda please
with my greenery, money signs and f*ckin’ weed
got the stinky cheese, can you f*ck with me
like the bat mobile, black fit b*tch i can fly
soaring through the sky, slash down like devil may cry
sharingan my eyes, see through these bullsh*t lies

- phonecase greg lyrics

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