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Lyric Flowsik - Passions (feat. Loopy)
Romanization
(kk kk kk) Passions ayo man yall ain't seeing me man
Pose for the cameras hit with the cannon go for their cabbage 21 karats so sick of watching these snakes living lavish save what you made and get ready for the famine Last one standing lay on the canvas that's what you get for being average Fake thugs to the mud you can rot with the maggots Passions
put 'em in the furnace and blow off the ashes poof witness the magic no need for caskets I'm done with relaxing I hate these rappers with a passion grabbing these plastic dolls and I smash them shouts out to the real ones shout outs to the humble shouts out to the meek I'm snatching souls and put it on Temu and I'm selling them for cheap along with your kidneys along with your spleens, preach Faker you're a walking lie fake money fake friends got me by surprise I'ma be the real deal until the day I die When I become a rotten apple bury me in NY (Let's go) You can keep all your fake follows my time to shine flood the ice on this americano 1-2 hooks on the heavy bag Thirsty for heads like I'm Manny Paq Stacks in the fanny pack
Pose for the cameras hit with the cannon go for their cabbage 21 karats so sick of watching these snakes living lavish save what you made and get ready for the famine Last one standing lay on the canvas that's what you get for being average Fake thugs to the mud you can rot with the maggots Passions
Pull up I'm posted for the cameras yeah Flick flick lit up with the canon yeah Chrome heart hoody I'm a martian GT 'Rari I drive it like a savage yeah Passions I ain't gonna stop until I'm copping me a mansion My flow so smooth Mike Jackson (yah) Big boy moving like Samson
Flow to the sik I'm numero uno Flipping this weight hard body like judo Out of this world doing shows out in Pluto sagikkun saekkideul eoseo mureupkkureo You test me geumji smoke you like a Lucy Throw you in the gulag I'ma do my duty Take you out the keun jip no more living bougie I've been feeling moody
(Ayo no more holding back man fuck that let 'em know Loopy)
Call up B-kay out the roof (huh huh) gaji aedeul jam jaeureo (to sleep uh) jameul kkaewo nae opps (ay caught uh) dollyeojwo when u see me (Ay see me see me) tteugeoun hotel The boy comes (blap blap) huh huh huh (huh huh) bwa yaenen hwajangeul gochyeosseo (neon nochyeosseo) wanjeon kingnupi king shit tto ojyeosseo Go go Soon as I got out Same day new charge (Go) goerophyeo nareul tto gamanhi dujil ana yaenen hwajangeul gochyeosseo (huh huh) No go Hustle everyday malhajiman dareun meaning dorabon jeogi eopseo dwineun nan meonjeo gaseo ttaji wit 'em Gone
Pose for the cameras hit with the cannon go for their cabbage 21 karats so sick of watching these snakes living lavish save what you made and get ready for the famine Last one standing lay on the canvas that's what you get for being average Fake thugs to the mud you can rot with the maggots Passions
Hangeul
(kk kk kk)
Passions
ayo man
yall ain't seeing me man
Pose for the cameras
hit with the cannon
go for their cabbage
21 karats
so sick of watching these snakes living lavish
save what you made and get ready for the famine
Last one standing
lay on the canvas
that's what you get for being average
Fake thugs to the mud
you can rot with the maggots Passions
put 'em in the furnace and blow off the ashes
poof witness the magic no need for caskets
I'm done with relaxing
I hate these rappers with a passion
grabbing these plastic dolls and I smash them
shouts out to the real ones
shout outs to the humble
shouts out to the meek
I'm snatching souls and put it on Temu
and I'm selling them for cheap
along with your kidneys
along with your spleens, preach
Faker you're a walking lie
fake money fake friends got me by surprise
I'ma be the real deal until the day I die
When I become a rotten apple bury me in NY
(Let's go)
You can keep all your fake follows
my time to shine flood the ice on this americano
1-2 hooks on the heavy bag
Thirsty for heads like I'm Manny Paq
Stacks in the fanny pack
Pose for the cameras
hit with the cannon
go for their cabbage
21 karats
so sick of watching these snakes living lavish
save what you made and get ready for the famine
Last one standing
lay on the canvas
that's what you get for being average
Fake thugs to the mud
you can rot with the maggots Passions
Pull up I'm posted for the cameras yeah
Flick flick lit up with the canon yeah
Chrome heart hoody I'm a martian
GT 'Rari I drive it like a savage yeah
Passions I ain't gonna stop
until I'm copping me a mansion
My flow so smooth Mike Jackson (yah)
Big boy moving like Samson
Flow to the sik I'm numero uno
Flipping this weight hard body like judo
Out of this world doing shows out in Pluto
사기꾼 새끼들 어서 무릎꿇어
You test me 금지 smoke you like a Lucy
Throw you in the gulag I'ma do my duty
Take you out the 큰 집 no more living bougie
I've been feeling moody
(Ayo no more holding back man
fuck that let 'em know
Loopy)
Call up B-kay out the roof
(huh huh)
가지 애들 잠 재우러
(to sleep uh)
잠을 깨워 내 opps
(ay caught uh)
돌려줘 when u see me
(Ay see me see me)
뜨거운 호텔
The boy comes
(blap blap)
huh huh huh
(huh huh)
봐 얘넨 화장을 고쳤어
(넌 놓쳤어)
완전 킹루피
king shit 또 오졌어
Go go
Soon as I got out
Same day new charge
(Go)
괴롭혀 나를 또
가만히 두질 않아
얘넨 화장을 고쳤어
(huh huh)
No go
Hustle everyday
말하지만 다른 meaning
돌아본 적이 없어 뒤는
난 먼저 가서 따지 wit 'em
Gone
Pose for the cameras
hit with the cannon
go for their cabbage
21 karats
so sick of watching these snakes living lavish
save what you made and get ready for the famine
Last one standing
lay on the canvas
that's what you get for being average
Fake thugs to the mud
you can rot with the maggots Passions