Godfree Houdini Iss Lit
Godfree Houdini iss lit
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Godfree
I could cook your head with my bars on my life bro
Flow is wicked, slipping through the rocks so what's your ice bro
Passive as could be, for money, I'll put up a fight bro
Taking chances, bitch I blood walk on a tight rope
Opinions opinions, depends how you look at it, views, I'm not talking bout six though
Yous an ungrateful ass nigga, you still greedy but you got a bad bitch though
I'm bout to cop a mad whip though
Climbing my way out the shits though
Move my career like some bricks though
Popping some shit like barmitzvah
Steady checking all the coastals uh
Steady flexing like I'm post to uh
It's hella crazy how in public I'm already getting em looks like I knows you
You done showed me what that nose do
I stay blooming like a rose do
I stay shining like the gold do
I'm climbing my way, bitch I told you
I could cook your head with my bars on my life bro
Flow is wicked, slipping through the rocks so what's your ice bro
Passive as could be, for money, I'll put up a fight bro
Taking chances, bitch I blood walk on a tight rope
I could cook your head with my bars on my life bro
Flow is wicked, slipping through the rocks so what's your ice bro
Passive as could be, for money, I'll put up a fight bro
Taking chances, bitch I blood walk on a tight rope
"Stop it", my conversations with my blockers
It's shocking
A beast with the beats like a goblin
I'm stomping
I'm neat with the cleats with the stompers
You feeling yourself in your bubble, I pop it
Been watching
Y'all asking this boy he still dropping
I'm the one thing in your life that be popping
I know y'all think I can't stand with the nonsense
I'm able, I'm stable, I stay milly rocking
My fist though, it blow like a whistle I cock it
I piss on the things that I wish they don't bother
King of the new wave I'm first on the roster
Stank face I kill with the looks like my father
Taking no shits only cake is the offer
Shaking these fakes I earthquake these imposters
I think it was better before I got to know you cuz, you made my dick a lil softer
I could cook your head with my bars on my life bro
Flow is wicked, slipping through the rocks so what's your ice bro
Passive as could be, for money, I'll put up a fight bro
Taking chances, bitch I blood walk on a tight rope
I could cook your head with my bars on my life bro
Flow is wicked, slipping through the rocks so what's your ice bro
Passive as could be, for money, I'll put up a fight bro
Taking chances, bitch I blood walk on a tight rope
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Godfree
I could cook your head with my bars on my life bro
Flow is wicked, slipping through the rocks so what's your ice bro
Passive as could be, for money, I'll put up a fight bro
Taking chances, bitch I blood walk on a tight rope
Opinions opinions, depends how you look at it, views, I'm not talking bout six though
Yous an ungrateful ass nigga, you still greedy but you got a bad bitch though
I'm bout to cop a mad whip though
Climbing my way out the shits though
Move my career like some bricks though
Popping some shit like barmitzvah
Steady checking all the coastals uh
Steady flexing like I'm post to uh
It's hella crazy how in public I'm already getting em looks like I knows you
You done showed me what that nose do
I stay blooming like a rose do
I stay shining like the gold do
I'm climbing my way, bitch I told you
I could cook your head with my bars on my life bro
Flow is wicked, slipping through the rocks so what's your ice bro
Passive as could be, for money, I'll put up a fight bro
Taking chances, bitch I blood walk on a tight rope
I could cook your head with my bars on my life bro
Flow is wicked, slipping through the rocks so what's your ice bro
Passive as could be, for money, I'll put up a fight bro
Taking chances, bitch I blood walk on a tight rope
"Stop it", my conversations with my blockers
It's shocking
A beast with the beats like a goblin
I'm stomping
I'm neat with the cleats with the stompers
You feeling yourself in your bubble, I pop it
Been watching
Y'all asking this boy he still dropping
I'm the one thing in your life that be popping
I know y'all think I can't stand with the nonsense
I'm able, I'm stable, I stay milly rocking
My fist though, it blow like a whistle I cock it
I piss on the things that I wish they don't bother
King of the new wave I'm first on the roster
Stank face I kill with the looks like my father
Taking no shits only cake is the offer
Shaking these fakes I earthquake these imposters
I think it was better before I got to know you cuz, you made my dick a lil softer
I could cook your head with my bars on my life bro
Flow is wicked, slipping through the rocks so what's your ice bro
Passive as could be, for money, I'll put up a fight bro
Taking chances, bitch I blood walk on a tight rope
I could cook your head with my bars on my life bro
Flow is wicked, slipping through the rocks so what's your ice bro
Passive as could be, for money, I'll put up a fight bro
Taking chances, bitch I blood walk on a tight rope
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Writer(s): Liyabona Swaartbooi
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