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svengali - roman the writer lyrics

(intro)
i’m ‘bout to f*ck this sh*t up!

i am the, i am the, i am the
i am the, i am the, i, i am the, am, i
i am the, i am the, i am the
i am the ultimate svengali!

(verse 1)
another day, another slay, another milestone
i’m comin’ out, you n*ggas still on the down low
we burnin’ sage, there ain’t no ghosts in this household
if you ain’t pennin’ what you spittin’, keep yo mouth closed!
if you need help like a beetle
i can get straight to the point like a needle
my music is heaven*sent
don’t make a deal with the devil
beforе you enter my casino
come for thе cups of mighty tito’s
i see green like ceelo, tengo c*notes
got n*ggas all in the feels
probably cuz i’m a big deal
yuh! yuh!
i’m yo b*tch’s type, i’m yo n*gga’s type (bye, b*tch!)
i can see they’re salty, something’s in their eye (cry, b*tch!)
i can tell i’m toppin’ sh*t the way they’re on my d*ck
tryna catch a taste of this energy, i’m a vibe b*tch!
baby i’m a problemo grande if you ain’t noticed
i don’t care if you don’t know me, i’ll make you break free of focus
i’m ’bout to blow this hoe with another re*up, a bonus
i bust shots, just wait till roman’s reloaded
(hook)
back from the dead, life of the party
plenty paragons upon my body
je suis le meilleur, monsieur zolanski
i am the ultimate svengali!
b*tches know they can’t catch me, word to charli
you ain’t f*ckin’ with the kid, dane cook and barney
you can be the plastic doll, the barbie
but i am the ultimate svengali!

(verse 2)
i ain’t talking grand theft, but you on wasted health
no time for games, but you too busy playing yourself
abrasive assassination, but i came with stealth
i’ll aim for the nape and i raise h*ll like we’re satan dwells
b*tch, take this l! you on e, no jason’s del*
you’ll break, you’ll fail in like 5 months, no jason
tell me what’s a king to a p*wn?
i’m writing my own songs
i give credit where credit is due and i’ll do it till dawn like renegades
get off my richard, get some better grades
letter a, i’ll leave a scar and let the weather rain
let ’em wait, gettin’ h*lla gains, i’m in better shape
it’s a wrap like i’m fka wrapped in cellophane
i may be from the prime, but i’m jasper from the beta
so i’m faster and i’m greater
you’re a disaster up in flames
i mastered the game at a discount, you got kicked out
’bout to start doing headcounts
i might as well walk around with my d*ck out!
(hook)
back from the dead, life of the party
plenty paragons upon my body
je suis le meilleur, monsieur zolanski
i am the ultimate svengali!
b*tches know they can’t catch me, word to charli
you ain’t f*ckin’ with the kid, dane cook and barney
you can be the plastic doll, the barbie
but i am the ultimate svengali!

(outro)
yeah, you heard it here first!
ain’t no motherf*ckin’ bridge
ain’t no motherf*ckin’ third motherf*ckin’ verse
roman’s back, b*tch!
i f*cked up ya life last year this time!
remember that? remember that b*tch? remember that biiiitch??
i’m baaaaaaaaaaaaack, rrr!!

- roman the writer lyrics

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