paroles de chanson 777 (Freestyle) - LOST BOI

Okay, it's recording
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They say, why you so incredible
All these fucking beats knock it out like an edible
Spits out the sea, lift me up like a pedestal
Can you not see I'm more magic than literal

She want C U M, and I want the sweet pair of buns
Me and my niggas all villains in a bunch
Nah, damn, I'm more of a menace than a hush
This swag is something you cannot just touch

Boom, bam, the Glock hit right to your chest
Huh
Gotta light a idea, so I need to invest
Open doors when I knock down the fears of my sec
Huh
Yeah, that means section

Whip out my dick, and I give her a shocking reaction
Huh
Reaching potentials mix that with passion
I give you a shocking attention
Huh
Watch how a young nigga steppin'
Huh
And he stays cool like an air conditioner

I live a life in the trenches
Huh
Luckily, I have a hustle for this predicament
Huh
She helped me lose my innocence
Huh
Give out all of my adrenaline
Triple seven is the vision
I'm living in swag
Huh
Yes
Yes
Yes
I did this shit in one take
I'm happy