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4ourty.7even - Terracotta (feat. Yvngvzay & Isa) Lyrics



4ourty.7even - Terracotta (feat. Yvngvzay & Isa) Lyrics




Ima buy a weed farm
I dont need a f*ckin mantion

Smoking moon rock
Moon walk
Michael jackson

Keep doubting me
Im make shit happen

Speaking on my name
But im out here f*ckin laughing

Grown up
Blown up

You wish you showed up

You f*cking on that bitch? what

She make me wanna throw up


Ima beat ya with a sandle
Ima lot to f*cking handle

With tha coke white vans
They be like damn daniel !


When you talking
I'm like hush
Cus I'm in a f*cking rush

When i get the job done
Can i get my
Check please

If you wanna do me wrong
Ima diss you ina song
Have relations with yo mom

And she gonna suck
Deez
(nutz)


Ima fart ina box
And then send it in the mail

Was a bad kid
Show me penis off
At show and tell

Plug didnt have a bag
So i took his f*cking scale

I dont wish you f*cking well

Suck a dick and go to hell


And i got a couple problems
Therapy it wouldn't solve em
So i'm facing this revolver

Paint the walls
With my brains

We be flowing so insane
Cus it runs in the name

Issa & yvngvzay
Kill the track
Off the chain
Gang




F*ck em up

Isa Zay Show
F*ck em up
Hit em with the combo
Wanna draw first blood?
Going on the hunt
Call us M60 Rambo

"Isa whats an M60?
It sounds a bit like..."

Friendinemes of enemys
They not my friends
Swear on my sisters
We gon make it to the end
Doesnt matter what the topic
We gon prosper aint gon stop it
We gon fly mary poppins
Like on the beach we be tropic

Bitches be wet, call her tusnami (fast)
She gon be fed, gave my salami (fast)
Took her to bed, turned to zombie (fast)
We took a bet and i won it (fast)
Laughing at feds, cause the be watchin (fast)
Know that they mad, watching me boshin (fast)
But in the end-
We came out on top bitch

I just-wanna-see yall-get up
Lets all- get up- f*ck some- shit up
I dont- Give a- f*ck if- you a
Lame ass- get up- get your- step up

Making this bar at 4;20 bitch
Smoke it up, getting drunk
47 made the beat
Like a AK on this bitch
He be blood money rich
Going dumby dumb
Feeling like Mobey, no dick

Shouts out to phycidellic underground
They whats up and new in town
Killing beats like killer clowns
Spreading love to all around

Represent the hot West
In T-E-X-A-S yes
Bitch we is the bestest bitch
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English

Ima buy a weed farm
I dont need a f*ckin mantion

Smoking moon rock
Moon walk
Michael jackson

Keep doubting me
Im make shit happen

Speaking on my name
But im out here f*ckin laughing

Grown up
Blown up

You wish you showed up

You f*cking on that bitch? what

She make me wanna throw up


Ima beat ya with a sandle
Ima lot to f*cking handle

With tha coke white vans
They be like damn daniel !


When you talking
I'm like hush
Cus I'm in a f*cking rush

When i get the job done
Can i get my
Check please

If you wanna do me wrong
Ima diss you ina song
Have relations with yo mom

And she gonna suck
Deez
(nutz)


Ima fart ina box
And then send it in the mail

Was a bad kid
Show me penis off
At show and tell

Plug didnt have a bag
So i took his f*cking scale

I dont wish you f*cking well

Suck a dick and go to hell


And i got a couple problems
Therapy it wouldn't solve em
So i'm facing this revolver

Paint the walls
With my brains

We be flowing so insane
Cus it runs in the name

Issa & yvngvzay
Kill the track
Off the chain
Gang




F*ck em up

Isa Zay Show
F*ck em up
Hit em with the combo
Wanna draw first blood?
Going on the hunt
Call us M60 Rambo

"Isa whats an M60?
It sounds a bit like..."

Friendinemes of enemys
They not my friends
Swear on my sisters
We gon make it to the end
Doesnt matter what the topic
We gon prosper aint gon stop it
We gon fly mary poppins
Like on the beach we be tropic

Bitches be wet, call her tusnami (fast)
She gon be fed, gave my salami (fast)
Took her to bed, turned to zombie (fast)
We took a bet and i won it (fast)
Laughing at feds, cause the be watchin (fast)
Know that they mad, watching me boshin (fast)
But in the end-
We came out on top bitch

I just-wanna-see yall-get up
Lets all- get up- f*ck some- shit up
I dont- Give a- f*ck if- you a
Lame ass- get up- get your- step up

Making this bar at 4;20 bitch
Smoke it up, getting drunk
47 made the beat
Like a AK on this bitch
He be blood money rich
Going dumby dumb
Feeling like Mobey, no dick

Shouts out to phycidellic underground
They whats up and new in town
Killing beats like killer clowns
Spreading love to all around

Represent the hot West
In T-E-X-A-S yes
Bitch we is the bestest bitch
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Writer: Isaiah Roman, Isaiah Portillo
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: 4ourty.7even
Language: English
Length: 2:20
Written by: Isaiah Roman, Isaiah Portillo
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