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no hook - the myriad lyrics

(marquise)
mar, quis on the beat. (yuh)
popeyes is all that i eat (yuh)
got these b*tches
suckin’ on my dog meat (ayy*yoo)
they suckin’ on this d*ck (ugh)
better make it quick
yuh cus we bout to f*ck like
which one am i gonna pick?
look at all of these b*tches are nosy
punch to the face that’s a nose bleed
got over 1k if they know me
all these things i make they don’t come free
see me in the street they start to flee
catch me in the hood there no mercy
beat that fella up likе i’m bruce lee
and if that not enough i might go on a k!lling spree

(kamashi <3) b*tch look at me likе she want this d*ck (yo) stay out my face before i bust yo sh*t (yo) she popped that perc but she ain't got sh*t hoe f*ck that b*tch she ain't sh*t (yo) comin' to the front yeah, i ain't worried bout sh*t if yo b*tch act up then she getting this d*ck yeah me and mar goin' back to back in the back doin' lines til our eyes roll back we don't give a f*ck f*ck em' up stab these b*tches from the back hit em' with the pipe yeah we got em' rollin back bust yo sh*t up til you can't stand up boy's got moves like jackson knock your sh*t out, one punch man (yeah) (leonardo ) hachem on that beat, rappin' for the middle east (yeah) prayin' five times a day wallahi couple wives, don't stop me my homie the player we'll pop you like broccoli eatin' my girl like its broccoli i'm on the grind you can't stop me f*ck you b*tch one time she got that sloppy hit up the boys to the club 'round 6 f*ck around without scoopin' out the stick swinging with the force called raps like i'm tricky holding it for max he gonna go crazy call him a brit cus he gonna shank me (maxwell ollie donald) maxwell on the track all these girls on my d*ck but it looks like a tic tac if you got a problem i'll run that sh*t back (ay) getting b*tches all night (on my good name) this song so hard that i just came yeah i'm the best in the town, if you talk sh*t i'll smack you down within round 1 i'll leave you down all in the ground, keep playing around and you'll be 6 feet in the ground i'm not playing around (yeah) told her to come around (yeah) cus she about to fill this flute (yeah) hold up, now he's shivering we came through like we're delivering hit up the block now he sh*t*ing we made him red cus we tagged him all these rounds left cus we finna get his brother too ask so many questions like we playin' kaa*hoot (ay) now we're back to marquis cus he's sweeter then a mars bar! (marquise) yeah sweeter then a mars bar got these rap sk!lls up (to par) we be in the street drivin' fast cars, donuts in the winter in the lot til i see stars imma f*ck up this b*tch, p*ssy leave scars her love got me trippin' h*lla hard my boys roll up better stand guard

- the myriad lyrics

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