THIRTYNINE
Title | THIRTYNINE |
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Artist | Warren Hue |
Album | BOY OF THE YEAR |
Release Date | 2022-07-29 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Verse 1] Ayy, ayy, ayy Went to Los Angeles Dissin’ all these weak boys how D. Rose ankle is Copy bro, avalanche Way I'm too cold, turned a pro to a average Prone to being goat, sheep's question my analysis Tappin' in with Chasu, BOTY on the calendars Half ridiculous to half-assed rappers battlin' Privileged kid, but they say I'm too immaculate Immature, narcissist, cashing out the bank and shit Ask assistant for the vision and the fashion shit Fabrics linen, Warren Hue is independent No pretending Used my check on white gold pendants I'm offended, they put me in a certain box What the fuck am I? Do she love me or do she love K-Pop? Wrist on zero ice Am I a rapper or a perfect jock? College wasn't all the options I took a perfect route [Chorus] Skrt, let me hop outside the Rari when I'm thirty nine Let me hop outside the 'Rari when I'm thirty nine Yeah, let me hop outside the 'Rari when I'm—, ayy [Verse 2] Warren speaking morse code Most bros can't toe-to-toe with Young Ocho New star rising from the local Wear my beat up Nikes up in SoHo Where my prom queen at? Fuck knows, bitch Upmost respect, tuck forty bands Inside of my G-Tex pants I'm borderline a fucking different breed On her line, she needs to please She just needs some different seeds Forehead white like the tip of these Mountains that I'm climbing on Everest, I don't think I ever rest Ten percent, I still wrote my best verse in twenty minutes I wear my Vans in these industry events Score a three right on your head You cappin', switch his name to Chance, bitchYou might also like |