I am Marshawn, Lynch
I need more shown, ha
She startled at the tip
I be more Sean
Lawless with the dick
Flawless perfection
Not all of us could spit
Baller talking shit
My dog could swallow your tissue
If you walk-in close to it
Option is on the menu
See if I could post a bit
Talkin' on what I been thru
I'm walkin' up with utensils
And dogging all of these venues
Ooh clean
But opposite has been true
Excuse me
Lock it up you can't get thru
You can't move me
I'm boxin' like bento
Bass kickin' like Bruce Lee
Lost in the lentil
Off a new bean
Why you talkin' of rentals
Explode like I'm Fuji
Hot off the temple
I could make the beat bounce
While I flow off the tempo
If you want the smoke
I'll behold you my elbow
Chop a hoe
For not knowing some Kenpo
Impossible
I'm a show off like Kimbo
Blow off
I goes up
Double door up
Akimbo
You froze up
There's no trust
Go to war like
I'm Rambo
Apostle
God of lamb, yo
Aventador
I'd order from the Lambo
I hope is what I'm driving
So I set my eyes on camo
You rent from enterprise
And never stockpiling your ammo
Shit, not my fault
I'm a Rottweiler
With a hambone
Mach 5
Is where you can't go
I'm taking first second and third
You gettin' no platform to stand on
I remember names
They don't know mine
Jordan Year
23
I got no time
I'll make it on my own
F*ck a co-sign
I know lines
I wrote mine
On your bitch I will ghost write
You could take the credit too
Cuz that pussy a gold mine
Smash her into decimals
Show her angle
The Cosine
Laughing when she message you
Residue left on both thighs
Hookin' her is sensible
As I'm ripping her clothes off
One look from her
Unethical
Ethanol make you blow up
She edible
Choke on tentacle
Bet a hoe would throw up
Her face forgettable
Never said it tho
Hang your coat up
I hope her man show up, ha
Cuz I'm inside
With no glove
Almost drowned
While I ate her out
Had to build a boat to float up
Just call me Noah
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English
I am Marshawn, Lynch
I need more shown, ha
She startled at the tip
I be more Sean
Lawless with the dick
Flawless perfection
Not all of us could spit
Baller talking shit
My dog could swallow your tissue
If you walk-in close to it
Option is on the menu
See if I could post a bit
Talkin' on what I been thru
I'm walkin' up with utensils
And dogging all of these venues
Ooh clean
But opposite has been true
Excuse me
Lock it up you can't get thru
You can't move me
I'm boxin' like bento
Bass kickin' like Bruce Lee
Lost in the lentil
Off a new bean
Why you talkin' of rentals
Explode like I'm Fuji
Hot off the temple
I could make the beat bounce
While I flow off the tempo
If you want the smoke
I'll behold you my elbow
Chop a hoe
For not knowing some Kenpo
Impossible
I'm a show off like Kimbo
Blow off
I goes up
Double door up
Akimbo
You froze up
There's no trust
Go to war like
I'm Rambo
Apostle
God of lamb, yo
Aventador
I'd order from the Lambo
I hope is what I'm driving
So I set my eyes on camo
You rent from enterprise
And never stockpiling your ammo
Shit, not my fault
I'm a Rottweiler
With a hambone
Mach 5
Is where you can't go
I'm taking first second and third
You gettin' no platform to stand on
I remember names
They don't know mine
Jordan Year
23
I got no time
I'll make it on my own
F*ck a co-sign
I know lines
I wrote mine
On your bitch I will ghost write
You could take the credit too
Cuz that pussy a gold mine
Smash her into decimals
Show her angle
The Cosine
Laughing when she message you
Residue left on both thighs
Hookin' her is sensible
As I'm ripping her clothes off
One look from her
Unethical
Ethanol make you blow up
She edible
Choke on tentacle
Bet a hoe would throw up
Her face forgettable
Never said it tho
Hang your coat up
I hope her man show up, ha
Cuz I'm inside
With no glove
Almost drowned
While I ate her out
Had to build a boat to float up
Just call me Noah
I need more shown, ha
She startled at the tip
I be more Sean
Lawless with the dick
Flawless perfection
Not all of us could spit
Baller talking shit
My dog could swallow your tissue
If you walk-in close to it
Option is on the menu
See if I could post a bit
Talkin' on what I been thru
I'm walkin' up with utensils
And dogging all of these venues
Ooh clean
But opposite has been true
Excuse me
Lock it up you can't get thru
You can't move me
I'm boxin' like bento
Bass kickin' like Bruce Lee
Lost in the lentil
Off a new bean
Why you talkin' of rentals
Explode like I'm Fuji
Hot off the temple
I could make the beat bounce
While I flow off the tempo
If you want the smoke
I'll behold you my elbow
Chop a hoe
For not knowing some Kenpo
Impossible
I'm a show off like Kimbo
Blow off
I goes up
Double door up
Akimbo
You froze up
There's no trust
Go to war like
I'm Rambo
Apostle
God of lamb, yo
Aventador
I'd order from the Lambo
I hope is what I'm driving
So I set my eyes on camo
You rent from enterprise
And never stockpiling your ammo
Shit, not my fault
I'm a Rottweiler
With a hambone
Mach 5
Is where you can't go
I'm taking first second and third
You gettin' no platform to stand on
I remember names
They don't know mine
Jordan Year
23
I got no time
I'll make it on my own
F*ck a co-sign
I know lines
I wrote mine
On your bitch I will ghost write
You could take the credit too
Cuz that pussy a gold mine
Smash her into decimals
Show her angle
The Cosine
Laughing when she message you
Residue left on both thighs
Hookin' her is sensible
As I'm ripping her clothes off
One look from her
Unethical
Ethanol make you blow up
She edible
Choke on tentacle
Bet a hoe would throw up
Her face forgettable
Never said it tho
Hang your coat up
I hope her man show up, ha
Cuz I'm inside
With no glove
Almost drowned
While I ate her out
Had to build a boat to float up
Just call me Noah
Writer: Simon Lezaja
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid