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mama mia - since99 lyrics

(intro)
what up nolan
b*tch you thirsty, take a sip

(hook)
bro got some rick owens, now he think he an opium member
i think you need, to go and re*roll, that lil j cuz it’s lookin’ slender
like why in the h*ll you passin’ me a roach
i took a hit of apple fritter, i’m toast (gahd d*mn)
she put me in the game and callin’ me coach
now go and snort you a line just so you can cope
cuz then you’re breakin’ sobriety (ok)
got some labels thats keepin’ their eye on me (their eyes)
if she wanna argue, thats a sign to leave
ain’t goin’ clubbin’, r.i.p. to the eve
they never thought i was reachin’ my goals, i go and achieve (achieve)
i might just go head and pull out a couple of god d*mn tricks out the chrome heart sleeve
this * italian, mama mia, wouldn’t wanna be ya, no i never feel ya
if you had a podcast, i would never lsiten
i made my hoe made like i’m tristan (hoes mad)
and now we got issues
watch how i reincarnate of the pack like vishnu
we gotta go head and get you
brodie was walkin’ with dog, d*mn he got a sh*tzu

(verse 1)
i got a trip out to yodie off one hit, now i’m higher than damian luck (damian luck)
i got your b*tch in my bed offa one skit, now she callin’ my phone tryna f*ck (god d*mn)
i really miss that georgia pie, so i’m boutta go and take me a puff
this blunt is stuffed, filled with exotic
i heard you smokin’ on reggie, it’s rough
this purple punch stay up in my f*ckin’ lungs all day
she said she wanna slide, like cool okay
and i heard you stay up in the crib, no way
and i’m voice crackin’, i don’t know what to say
jeans on me, they’re embellished
got a couple. b*tches jealous (b*tches jealous)
you gotta let the play develop
smoke the pack or maybe sell it
medicinals for my wellness
(bridge)
mama mia, all i really know
mama, i can really hmm hmm

(verse 2)
okay
i walked up in round two with a point to prove
i don’t really got nothin’ to lose (no)
spent a band on shoes
catch me in traffic, i slide over cars like tom cruise (cruise)
we sippin’ quagan, not no booze
but f*ck it i’ll take a lil bat, a blue (a blue)
i step in different colors, hues
he doin’ publicity stunts for views (for views)
in sak and neim, i pick and choose
i’m knowin’ the baddest hoes come in two’s (twos)
on my music they leavin reviews
but i don’t give a f*ck, i be blockin’ em out (f*ck em)

(hook)
bro got some rick owens, now he think he an opium member (he’s not)
i think you need, to go and re*roll, that lil j cuz it’s lookin’ slender
like why in the h*ll you passin’ me a roach (why)
i took a hit of apple fritter, i’m toast
she put me in the game and callin’ me coach
now go and snort you a line just so you can cope (99)
cuz then you’re breakin’ sobriety
got some labels thats keepin’ their eye on me (their eyes)
if she wanna argue, thats a sign to leave
ain’t goin’ clubbin’, r.i.p. to the eve (lil’ b*tch)
they never thought i was reachin’ my goals, i go and achieve
i might just go head and pull out a couple of god d*mn tricks out the chrome heart sleeve
this * italian, mama mia, wouldn’t wanna be ya, no i never feel ya (ok)
if you had a podcast, i would never lsiten (hoes mad)
i made my hoe made like i’m tristan
and now we got issues
watch how i reincarnate of the pack like vishnu
we gotta go head and get you
brodie was walkin’ with dog, d*mn he got a sh*tzu
(outro)
mama mia, here we go again
mama, uh uhuh mhmm hmm hmm
b*tch

- since99 lyrics

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