Текст песни Judgment - ian
(It's
holiday
season,
bitch)
What
the
f-?
What
the
f-?
Huh,
brand
new
Margiela,
same
color
a
salmon
I
done
bought
that
bag
for
her,
hoe
gon'
throw
a
tantrum
Two
pounds
of
gas
on
me,
I
smell
like
the
Chevron
I
done
dropped
a
bag
on
it,
where
you
think
that
ass
from?
Huh,
brand-new
season,
not
the
last
one
He
don't
mean
it,
he
just
act
tough
They
don't
care
how
long
it
took
to
run
yo'
bag
up
Damn
right,
I'm
high
as
hell,
that's
how
I
manage
But
I
hope
just
one
more
blunt
gon'
show
some
answers
Even
though
it's
gon'
be
hard,
you
gotta
man
up
You
too
close
to
that
line
to
throw
your
hands
up
I'm
too
damn
filthy
rich
to
entertain
you
Huh,
same
kid
with
the
same
high
I
just
spent
yo'
damn
crib
on
a
plain
watch
Bottega
frames,
we
don't
see
the
same
sights
Two
hoes
at
the
same
time,
I
couldn't
pick
my
fave'
one
But
when
that
day
come,
we
gon'
pay
the
same
price
You
out
your
damn
mind,
you
ever
try
that
back
talk
I
drive
this
car
like
I'm
beefin'
with
the
asphalt
You
play
my
guy,
that's
some
shit
that
I
can't
laugh
off
Huh,
brand-new
season,
not
the
last
one
He
don't
mean
it,
he
just
act
tough
They
don't
care
how
long
it
took
to
run
yo'
bag
up
Damn
right,
I'm
high
as
hell,
that's
how
I
manage
But
I
hope
just
one
more
blunt
gon'
show
some
answers
Even
though
it's
gon'
be
hard,
you
gotta
man
up
You
too
close
to
that
line
to
throw
yo'
hands
up
I'm
too
damn
filthy
rich
to
entertain
you
Can't
get
upset,
she
likes
me
better
when
I'm
passive
I'm
gon'
pass
this
'cause
I
got
pounds
on
top
of
pounds,
uh
I'm
not
past
this,
but
I
keep
actin'
like
it's
fine
When
I'm
tired
of
it,
you're
a
massive
waste
of
time
for
me
Even
though
it's
gon'
be
hard,
you
gotta
man
up
(I
couldn't
pick
my
fave')
Too
close
to
that
line
to
throw
yo'
hands
up,
uh
1 Holiday Intro
2 Never Stop
3 Bentayga
4 AirBnb
5 Hermes Sheets
6 Chauncey
7 Judgment
8 Grand Slam
9 Figure It Out
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