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YTK - Gilligan Lyrics



YTK - Gilligan Lyrics
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You
See
My
Soul
Black
Heart
Of
Gold
Hoo HOO!
She said
I can see the man in your eyes
Deciphering the plan in your mind
The sand in your socks
And the lord of your flies
You pillage the village for porridge and pies
These niggas want millions for more than your mind
Body and soul
Probably fold
If you were to experience stories I've told
The way I live life, like I been here before
It was
San Jose for nine days I flew
Yeah you always had my number, but the Facetime new
I'm in a different state of mind and a different state too
I jus hate the situation ion really hate you
And ion even think I could if I tried to be honest with you
Maybe in a different time i'll be aligning with you
Cause these days it's a lot on my mind
Give a f*ck who you are, yeen stopping the grind
On god
But even so
You see my soul
My heart of gold yeah
My heart of gold yeah
My gold
Yeah
You ain't never seen a food desert
You get aggy when your niggas tell you do better
When it's tough bet u dippin' quicker blue cheddar
I been efficient wit this chicken like Lou-retta
Design one if a nigga need a new sweater
I'm still regretting i'm never getting a Mac feature
High school, super bowls like packed bleachers
Thought a nigga never learn like bad teachers
Told me get it by the dozen, but these racks cheaper
See her? imma eat it from the back
Like ma-fi-a, okay shorty mad fire
Like she caught a fever, Billie Jean, yaddamean imma have to beat her
If u be on the team then you seen all the green that we finna get
Antonym illiterate, especially when spitting shit
Definitive penmanship you don't know what ya dealin' wit
Imma kill it
And kill it
And kill it
And kill it
And kill again
Somewhere on a island like Gilligan
Toes out, bare chest can ya feel the wind?
When you win like them you get arrogant
Like bitch you listenin' to the greatest outta Maryland
And it's niggas tryna take my Over East from me
Say they need me in the field like a cleat dummy
Take a step outta my shoes cop a feat from me
And if it's Bean on the beat you know it's heat dummy
Yeah
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English

You
See
My
Soul
Black
Heart
Of
Gold
Hoo HOO!
She said
I can see the man in your eyes
Deciphering the plan in your mind
The sand in your socks
And the lord of your flies
You pillage the village for porridge and pies
These niggas want millions for more than your mind
Body and soul
Probably fold
If you were to experience stories I've told
The way I live life, like I been here before
It was
San Jose for nine days I flew
Yeah you always had my number, but the Facetime new
I'm in a different state of mind and a different state too
I jus hate the situation ion really hate you
And ion even think I could if I tried to be honest with you
Maybe in a different time i'll be aligning with you
Cause these days it's a lot on my mind
Give a f*ck who you are, yeen stopping the grind
On god
But even so
You see my soul
My heart of gold yeah
My heart of gold yeah
My gold
Yeah
You ain't never seen a food desert
You get aggy when your niggas tell you do better
When it's tough bet u dippin' quicker blue cheddar
I been efficient wit this chicken like Lou-retta
Design one if a nigga need a new sweater
I'm still regretting i'm never getting a Mac feature
High school, super bowls like packed bleachers
Thought a nigga never learn like bad teachers
Told me get it by the dozen, but these racks cheaper
See her? imma eat it from the back
Like ma-fi-a, okay shorty mad fire
Like she caught a fever, Billie Jean, yaddamean imma have to beat her
If u be on the team then you seen all the green that we finna get
Antonym illiterate, especially when spitting shit
Definitive penmanship you don't know what ya dealin' wit
Imma kill it
And kill it
And kill it
And kill it
And kill again
Somewhere on a island like Gilligan
Toes out, bare chest can ya feel the wind?
When you win like them you get arrogant
Like bitch you listenin' to the greatest outta Maryland
And it's niggas tryna take my Over East from me
Say they need me in the field like a cleat dummy
Take a step outta my shoes cop a feat from me
And if it's Bean on the beat you know it's heat dummy
Yeah
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Writer: Kolby Kennedy
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

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Performed By: YTK
Language: English
Length: 2:58
Written by: Kolby Kennedy

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