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Orochimaru (feat. C.O.D.E.) Video (MV)




Performed By: Noble31
Length: 1:58
Written by: Nabeel Nassar




Noble31 - Orochimaru (feat. C.O.D.E.) Lyrics




You're little
Problem Tiny
Echo like a bigger man
I don't really understand
Why the f*ck you acting like a mother f*cker wish he can?!
We know, we know, you know, I know

Yea, We are the next
Keeping in mind
I'm placing my bets
All of this stress
I'm F*ckin distressed
Woo! Yuh!
F*ckin this mess

Adobe, f*cked it
He knew he f*cked it
F*ckin wit Bros
Choppin C.O.D.E
Don't call me bro
F*ck wit em more

Cus you know I'm playin the best
Yah, put you to rest
Better than over assessed
Aye yuh
Lucifer's under my chest
Aye, hang, hangin my neck

Take a little look into ones life
That is not, that is not
That is not, that is not dead eyes
Scraping the bottom of the barrel where I find yourself speakin through an empty vessel

Woah
Pretend while you try to defend
You try to be more but you pretense, ayy, okay
No chance of defense
Nobility and deadflex making it
Yes we are next

Makin these checks
Breakin these neck
Foes are just specks
You're just a speck
Makin these checks
Breakin these necks
Wow

Killin this shit with a flick of my wrist
Got demons inside of me
Thinkin' like Socrates
F*ckin up shit with your bitch
Caught up In the mix
Seein you commit
I don't gotta say
You know she a bitch
Makin' bullshit stink
Bitch you're a fake
You know she a bitch
Bitch you're a fake
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You're little
Problem Tiny
Echo like a bigger man
I don't really understand
Why the f*ck you acting like a mother f*cker wish he can?!
We know, we know, you know, I know

Yea, We are the next
Keeping in mind
I'm placing my bets
All of this stress
I'm F*ckin distressed
Woo! Yuh!
F*ckin this mess

Adobe, f*cked it
He knew he f*cked it
F*ckin wit Bros
Choppin C.O.D.E
Don't call me bro
F*ck wit em more

Cus you know I'm playin the best
Yah, put you to rest
Better than over assessed
Aye yuh
Lucifer's under my chest
Aye, hang, hangin my neck

Take a little look into ones life
That is not, that is not
That is not, that is not dead eyes
Scraping the bottom of the barrel where I find yourself speakin through an empty vessel

Woah
Pretend while you try to defend
You try to be more but you pretense, ayy, okay
No chance of defense
Nobility and deadflex making it
Yes we are next

Makin these checks
Breakin these neck
Foes are just specks
You're just a speck
Makin these checks
Breakin these necks
Wow

Killin this shit with a flick of my wrist
Got demons inside of me
Thinkin' like Socrates
F*ckin up shit with your bitch
Caught up In the mix
Seein you commit
I don't gotta say
You know she a bitch
Makin' bullshit stink
Bitch you're a fake
You know she a bitch
Bitch you're a fake
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Writer: Nabeel Nassar
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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