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Asianwokstar - BELT2ASS (feat. Parkervs*) Lyrics
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It's either your one-of-one or just another one
Belt 2 ass, with no promo, with no promo
Ha
We put Belt 2 ass, with no promo, uh, ha
In an A-M-G, Riding Dolo
Dee boys federale
Coppin please with the popo
El Pedro, shipped a brick from Mexico in a boat load
Just served my favorite fiend
He love x and oxycodone
These rap niggas gangsterlicious acting tough for promo
Pipe the f*ck down, bitch, bitch
Shut the f*ck up, bitch
Can't you see I'm talking, bitch
I sippurple rain, so I got purple piss
All I do is flex, neck
Cost an arm and leg
What the f*ck we got
Money, power, and respect
F*ck that, we don't follow trends
F*ck it, we start all the trends uh
F*ck that, bitch
F*cked my favorite fan
In a range truck
You a employee
I'm a boss, so I do what the f*ck I want
And since these young niggas pocket watchin
I make 50 in a month
And I'm with Hoover in the stu
Told em roll like 20 blunts
Pipe the f*ck up, bitch
Shut the f*ck up, bitch
Damn, okay drop that diss
Like Chris Rock, you get hit
I just bought new lenciaga tracks
And they don't een fit
Geeked up on the x
I keep itchin, don't know where to sit
Belt 2 ass
Yeah
Belt the ass
We put, belt 2 ass
Belt 2 ass
Belt 2 ass
With no promo
Uh
Belt the ass
With no promo
Uh
Billionaire Blood Gang
Fried I'm on shrooms
Bih do what you do
I'm on x bitch, I can't move
Tell that bitch just do what you want it's cool
I'm a paper chaser
Everyday I'm outside, bussin moves
No, I cannot save her
I can't do no favor
Boy, I damn near raised ya
Put ya on the swag
Boy, I made ya
I'm a f*ckin' major
Keep that f*ckin' blick for danger
When I'm on a shroom I geek up
Sick and tired of that bitch, I threw up
Money in my bag
I'm t'd up
Kick a bitch out I'm fed up
Raf Simon's bag cost a whole a pound
Yeen gon' do shit boy pipe down
I got a whole nother , whole nother bitch
I got a whole nother whole mother whip
Big bro said, bro, talk your shit
You in my city with a tucked chain
When I'm in your city, I don't tuck my chain
Got hit in the leg
Now you walk with a cane brrr
Just count it up
Just count it up
I'm blessin her
I'm blessin her
I'm blessin her
I'm blessin her
I f*ck that bitch you obsessed with her
I f*ck that bitch you gotta wait for her
And I left that bitch I got tired of her
It's either you one of one or just another one
I f*ck that bitch you obsessed with her
I'm blessin her
I'm blessin her
Just count it up
Just count it up
Just count it up
Just count it up
Just count it up
Just count it up
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It's either your one-of-one or just another one
Belt 2 ass, with no promo, with no promo
Ha
We put Belt 2 ass, with no promo, uh, ha
In an A-M-G, Riding Dolo
Dee boys federale
Coppin please with the popo
El Pedro, shipped a brick from Mexico in a boat load
Just served my favorite fiend
He love x and oxycodone
These rap niggas gangsterlicious acting tough for promo
Pipe the f*ck down, bitch, bitch
Shut the f*ck up, bitch
Can't you see I'm talking, bitch
I sippurple rain, so I got purple piss
All I do is flex, neck
Cost an arm and leg
What the f*ck we got
Money, power, and respect
F*ck that, we don't follow trends
F*ck it, we start all the trends uh
F*ck that, bitch
F*cked my favorite fan
In a range truck
You a employee
I'm a boss, so I do what the f*ck I want
And since these young niggas pocket watchin
I make 50 in a month
And I'm with Hoover in the stu
Told em roll like 20 blunts
Pipe the f*ck up, bitch
Shut the f*ck up, bitch
Damn, okay drop that diss
Like Chris Rock, you get hit
I just bought new lenciaga tracks
And they don't een fit
Geeked up on the x
I keep itchin, don't know where to sit
Belt 2 ass
Yeah
Belt the ass
We put, belt 2 ass
Belt 2 ass
Belt 2 ass
With no promo
Uh
Belt the ass
With no promo
Uh
Billionaire Blood Gang
Fried I'm on shrooms
Bih do what you do
I'm on x bitch, I can't move
Tell that bitch just do what you want it's cool
I'm a paper chaser
Everyday I'm outside, bussin moves
No, I cannot save her
I can't do no favor
Boy, I damn near raised ya
Put ya on the swag
Boy, I made ya
I'm a f*ckin' major
Keep that f*ckin' blick for danger
When I'm on a shroom I geek up
Sick and tired of that bitch, I threw up
Money in my bag
I'm t'd up
Kick a bitch out I'm fed up
Raf Simon's bag cost a whole a pound
Yeen gon' do shit boy pipe down
I got a whole nother , whole nother bitch
I got a whole nother whole mother whip
Big bro said, bro, talk your shit
You in my city with a tucked chain
When I'm in your city, I don't tuck my chain
Got hit in the leg
Now you walk with a cane brrr
Just count it up
Just count it up
I'm blessin her
I'm blessin her
I'm blessin her
I'm blessin her
I f*ck that bitch you obsessed with her
I f*ck that bitch you gotta wait for her
And I left that bitch I got tired of her
It's either you one of one or just another one
I f*ck that bitch you obsessed with her
I'm blessin her
I'm blessin her
Just count it up
Just count it up
Just count it up
Just count it up
Just count it up
Just count it up
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Writer: Lesego Mojapelo, Benjamin Parker
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