Lirik Lagoon Rich Brian

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i just took a test, it's sounding like my shit go stupidlil bitch, i got like 10 percent more left on my to-do listi rolled by with my old car, it's a coup, his name is lucasmimosa with my old girl, frag grenade, that pussy boomin'i took that flight and got a big bag, man this shit is so taxin'i set goals then beat it like jacksonblack on black, my shirt from pacsunyou not fye, your homie just gassin'phone, going through my ig top requestthese hoes trippin' like banana peels are raining up and down the road, ahpussy bald like joe rogantake her phone awaythat bitch tryna get photosdriving me locotippin on 44sback to the bathroom (ayyyy)permanent racksi'm getting my plaquesi'm paying the taxyour pocket is lighter so we'll never matchno square in my circleno time for all that
i'm ridin' 'round the city with the mothafuckin' bros, yeahdriving till the sun is up, that's how it tends to go, yeahwhippin' cutlass, causing ruckusbut i'm on that visame not fucking with you boysyou actin' like a diva
i'm cuttin' that track and i'm rappingand getting that bag but i'm missin' that terminal 3i just quit the pack and the stogesbut if he want the smoke, he could get it like bella hadidi don't do that violence but come at me crazyi'll michael b jordan yo ass (i promise)my biggest motivation is my dad and some kid saying that shit was trashi count it, i count it, i count itlike i cannot sleepand i'm counting the sheeps on my bedi miss when the shit i was scared of was eating the seeds and the tree that would grow on my headi ain't seen the fam in a couple of monthsit's been 22 months that shit's almost 2 yearsi promise that when i come back to jakartathat y'all gon' be proud of the shit that i builtmy neck is a mortgageshe got an iphone but don't got no storage550k for the dpthe crib is 4 millii'm never gon' drive in no porschemaybe a tes-laain't got no guns but the wheels automaticnot boutta drop no bands for no lambosthe shit is too fast just to sit in some traffic (ayy, bitch)uhhow the fuck you hate and resent me for doing and trying my best, uhi don't remember your birthday but i know my billing address, uhque sera sera, lil bitchmaybe this life is not fun as you thinki never look at my phone when it ring
i'm ridin' 'round the city with the mothafuckin' bros, yeahdriving till the sun is up, that's how it tends to go, yeahwhippin' cutlass, causing ruckusbut i'm on that visame not fucking with you boysyou actin' like a divai'm ridin' 'round the city with the motherfuckin' bros, yeahdriving till the sun is up, that's how it tends to go, yeahwhippin' cutlass, causing ruckusbut i'm on that visame not fucking with you boysyou actin' like a diva

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