DrollSun, WeakVoice - PLAY OFF
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You don't understand my style, that's suspicious
Don't hesitate, come on, pour it up
New trap day, she's checking my profile
No doubt, I'm a pro in the rap game

This bitch loves tie-dye
She's like forbidden fruit, don't take it, don't give it
She smokes a stick, she wants fame
I'm rolling a bankroll, I see a lame in you

I'm catching a bad trip, there's wind in my head
I won't come within a meter of you
I'm on stage, the light shines in the distance
The whole world will hear my brothers

Ha, you don't understand my flow
I'm living these days, but not with you
I walk at night like I'm not myself
I can't find that right mood

I can't find a way out here, whore
I have this long money on me
I recently started making phonk
But where's the stop button?

I will never go back
For all my sins I'll definitely go to hell
I love staring at asses
I will never go back

My slam disappoints me
I can't understand what connects me to him
His problems don't interest me
Ha, they don't bother me at all

This bad bitch, she's a rap bitch, yeah
Not that high up, but already a star
You're not that smart, you won't understand me
There's no way around it, this is the rap game

You don't understand my style, that's suspicious
Don't hesitate, come on, pour it up
New trap day, she's checking my profile
No doubt, I'm a pro in the rap game

This bitch loves tie-dye
She's like forbidden fruit, don't take it, don't give it
She smokes a stick, she wants fame
I'm rolling a bankroll, I see a lame in you

A hearse is driving
And behind it a blue bus
We're smoking through a basin
My bro thinks we're going to the casino

New Tommy Hilfiger
The red color suits him
It's a pity it was white
Even an eraser won't erase it

Yes, in these walls
I'm a VIP here VIP
They'll annoy me to death
I'll make a click click

Click, pause, chaos ensued
The hearse crashed, an incident
They'll take my parts to the scrap metal yard

New blood sport
But in reality, I blocked a new spot
I'll check the lock
Because life is like a Play Off game

You'll get eliminated or you'll get eliminated
As if above all worries
But maybe you'll shoot
But wait, where are you flying?

You don't understand my style, it's suspicious
Don't hesitate, come on, pour it up
New trap day, she's checking my profile
No doubt, in the rap game, I'm a pro

This bitch loves tie-dye
She's like forbidden fruit, don't take it, don't give it
She smokes a stick, she wants fame
I'm spinning the bankroll, I see a lame in you