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Folarin Like Lyrics - Artist : Wale
What, boy?
Let's have some motherfuckin' fun Yeah, ayee, yeah Folarin like, women level-headed And more aggressive That demoralize any moralless Man or woman and More or less any man or woman that go against me Better know the lord, ignore it, keep it at 450 Truckin' Fuck a 450, we 730 It's December now When they simmer down we start burnin' 'em It's embarrassing There's literally no comparison That's like comparing Yogi Berra and Yogi Ferrell I'm the coldest poet, they never show it I show up like the fuckin' bear from Revenant Barely niggas is Yogi Bear in here Mo', this is a picnic walk I sip gin, tonic in booth then I big shit talk I'm cool, clam, collected 'less I get pissed off Then everybody get it like a pitch in kickball Pimp hard, pimp hard, but think two times harder Mulsanne parked I bet the Pumas Usain Bolt to us Woo! That's a fast ass pussy cat Ralph really rappin' like he's really, really in his bag yeah Folarin like, a lot of artist father I Think a lot of y'all been multiplying the prototype Notice I Don't hang with niggas much in this industry Been this way, niggas be hating wasting my energy Then they say Maybe Folarin is just a mental case It's not the case I just confide in cases of Hennessy L.A. Fitness will fill up, yeah I'm gettin' a little bigger Baby mama don't notice, all my bitches can dig it 'Bout to hit the casino, Steve O bring all the women And if we hit the digits, the only way that we're trickin' Rose gold the pinky Flows gold, the singles Is all gold and platinum, I'm so focused really Whole goal was really To promote the city Some niggas off that boat like they got motion sickness Lord forgive me, you know that I'm flawed But been on my job Way more, 'cause I had a daughter I dogged bitches before Now talk sense into bitches And not to give you my business But they ain't bitches no more Naw, nah, fuck it let's keep this shit goin' I see niggas talkin', could chalk it, grown people ignore it But keep with the bluffin' You see I be with people that love that shit Love to see you public performin', we will applaud Now you Weekend at Bernie-lookin' Mama purchasing urns for you, confirming you finished I done murked you niggas Whether first one, this verse is a hearse It hurts me to hurt you It burns, yeah it burns because I birthed you nigga [?] Yeah, of course you niggas forgot But every time I drop a single niggas hittin' me up Tellin' me to give 'em a jump Never think they'll ever pull up Literally I live in Maryland, Beverly Hills and the charts Yup, and with the pen it's like I'm like Kemba with ball I'm Kyrie, Jamal Crawford, guard me and you fall Foreign features from South Korea BTS be the shit, we about to see it I am not North or South, I am just DMV I'm a G, well-achieved, well-received I'm a seasoned nigga Yeah, boy I'm the cleanest nigga Got soul, got style, rap genius nigga I will not back down when you see a nigga My whip black, like brown, Pam G'in a nigga Yeah, Folarin like Women like Miss Erykah Badu, see you next lifetime, I marry ya Playin' though [?] nigga this gospel on my tonsils Got the world on my hand like Kwame on Captain Planet do I'm just a rhymer a lot of y'all just be sleepin' on They stay at mama's house and get their Cheetos and cheap reefer on They stay on social media Being somebody doper than the person they are in person Of course nobody meetin' them Folarin like, none of these niggas Shine coming, man I'm tired of everyone of these niggas Fuck 'em |
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