Holly Hood Some (feat. Gson)

Boy this is just frogs on this shore
Leaving with the cars from the wash
Confusing egos with mirage
Bitch and mine doesn't fit in the garage
So much bad luck made me sick

In this case maybe the frogs will keep him away
5 or 6 monkeys in the luggage
The rest paying me homage
Bitch I'm looking at the goals
Eyes on other bands
I'm a shotgun running with the athletes

Those who only cut goals with throats
Used to dealing with fools
Lies in my life were so many
I made a career wetting underwear
Boy you made yours counting lies

Like they're rock but only take pictures for someone to notice them
Hoping for another life to answer
I see them on the block wanting beef but they put bi on the touch
Weak meat for a big guy is drained
Order a drink order the BOPE
I dont give a fuck

Motherfucker we toast to the same thing
They want to see the top but only saw pop
Nah nah nah let me change the flow
Some feed on fear and sell you the fall
Rarely different only low minds
You want to show patent, needy, with a comb in the fold
But face to face, relative, you're afraid of the grip
If an agent is present we just deny
So that I smile without lighting up with my teeth in shit
Who I greet is people who don't lie on the ruler
And your people may remind us of the stone age

Boy seriously, tell me again the story of how in the past
It was very very cool, really very cool
Bitch and end the inquiry trying to take away the merit from those who work hard
You may want platinum records together without fire and working for bronze
Eating each other's heads just to be in the eleven
When I only want to tell the truth I just want to be far away
Boy seriously

I want you to disappear from my life
Disappear from my life
I don't want to see you in front of me again
Disappear from my life
I want you to disappear from life
Disappear from my life
I want you to disappear from mine
Disappear from my life

Seeing that the Pide is in the field
To put David in the corner
But if it's to make a raid
This is the daily bread
Every time the rough way I dine the beat is in my blood

Everything in a state of disrepair
When the world evaluates you
Any kid has a mania
That he's the most bipolar in the gang
I didn't come for the money
But if the conversation is rage
God forbid mama mia
I'm a starter on the bench
If this is to see who turns a penny
You turn my pocket
I'm viral but I don't turn my coat if life is monkey
Anyone without a fight attacks me
In the end calls me a fool
I'm dope and your bitch is a crackhead
Bu fitxa matraca

I was born with a seasoned tongue
Okay, stay well brother
That's why your beautiful season is not remembered
You can't come with the league bought from where no one has anything
But I smoked the tuga from the start with just one bite
Wait, that's the Azambuja line in the criteria
Azambuja line giving material
If your neighborhood is septic, it's fucked if it's with me blind like I put the alter ego to shit
I put the alter ego to do megas
They don't want Ribery they want the generic
Pen criteria ask me cannibal
In the ghetto saying danger danger
In the building benny is that

I found out I have a derby in my head, the beast and the genius want the merit
My merit in America was empire but I'm ready to
Break the entire Iberian border just doing hip hop
I want the hemisphere daddys want to see how Fetty wap
And I got a flex it
My thing is coke
Your thing is Pepsi
Yesterday I put the game in the cafrico that's wrestling
Today the attitude and brexit
I want you to disappear from my