BAMBINO

BAMBINO

Gold so stylish, the rose gold polished The ’04 Volvo road running up mileage Yea, wait, sipping bare grape it make me smile, shit Up late playing with my money like im childish The plug Yemeni, second that you walk in smell the hookah burn We heard your trash verses and confirmed you soft as Lubriderm You rocking cubic zirc, if shit get dicey call the j****h firm They gassed at how this white boy ball and make more than Luka earn She ask why I don’t like her, b***h cause I don’t like ya All this dog shit in my pants it smells like dirty diapers You bite so much I’m punching out your lateral incisor Me and my empire whip Priuses like Tie Fighters I’m the prettiest and you a f****ng idiot Get on the mic say silly shit, you take this shit too serious 90 days from now I’m doing features and appearances Finna make a name for me I’m tired of being mysterious You acting like a hoe you watching every step I take like you a go pro My d**k all in your mouth you dodging balls like this The Echo Feeling like the old Gold, balling like I’m Bol Bol Sick stash, get bags, 6 paths like Hagoromo Green like Hidden Leaf, I’m rolling woods like Hashirama My blue diamonds singing like Lou Diamond in La Bamba My buff blonde shorty getting rowdy like she Ronda This British b***h with me, think she said she called “Amanda” They talking bout ‘f**k me’? Well I’m like “f**k you too” All these p***y rappers chatting I’m like “calm down buckaroo” He mad I took his fans and flipped his plans and f**ked his boo Her booty fat it waved back the clapping sounded like “Ka-Boom” S***s and freak hoes, dubs and c-notes I leave your team cursed like I’m the great Bambino I’m rolling round We-Ho, my cup red with Vino I beat the beat leave it bloodier than Tarantino

BAMBINO

Goldwood · 1740067200000

Gold so stylish, the rose gold polished The ’04 Volvo road running up mileage Yea, wait, sipping bare grape it make me smile, shit Up late playing with my money like im childish The plug Yemeni, second that you walk in smell the hookah burn We heard your trash verses and confirmed you soft as Lubriderm You rocking cubic zirc, if shit get dicey call the j****h firm They gassed at how this white boy ball and make more than Luka earn She ask why I don’t like her, b***h cause I don’t like ya All this dog shit in my pants it smells like dirty diapers You bite so much I’m punching out your lateral incisor Me and my empire whip Priuses like Tie Fighters I’m the prettiest and you a f****ng idiot Get on the mic say silly shit, you take this shit too serious 90 days from now I’m doing features and appearances Finna make a name for me I’m tired of being mysterious You acting like a hoe you watching every step I take like you a go pro My d**k all in your mouth you dodging balls like this The Echo Feeling like the old Gold, balling like I’m Bol Bol Sick stash, get bags, 6 paths like Hagoromo Green like Hidden Leaf, I’m rolling woods like Hashirama My blue diamonds singing like Lou Diamond in La Bamba My buff blonde shorty getting rowdy like she Ronda This British b***h with me, think she said she called “Amanda” They talking bout ‘f**k me’? Well I’m like “f**k you too” All these p***y rappers chatting I’m like “calm down buckaroo” He mad I took his fans and flipped his plans and f**ked his boo Her booty fat it waved back the clapping sounded like “Ka-Boom” S***s and freak hoes, dubs and c-notes I leave your team cursed like I’m the great Bambino I’m rolling round We-Ho, my cup red with Vino I beat the beat leave it bloodier than Tarantino

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