Golden Wind
(MOL$)
(Kono Giorno Giovanna niwa yume ga aru)
My name Giorno, I got a dream
Shit on me, and I might just have to hit you with the laser beam
Gotta keep planting my friends off the ground
Using my stand just to help my home town, like damn
Requiem coming my way
Love me or hate me I'm spitting away, like (wah)
You will never reach that day
Have another Rohan OVA
Okay I tried to fuck Trish but she made my dick soft
So fly in this bitch, Aerosmith with the Glock
King Crimson, I'm shifting the time
'Cause I just fucked a bitch
And time-skipped and she never even saw, okay
Unzipping her pants, now got sticky fingers
Mista just shot himself, oh I fucking figured
I'm just stalking yo ass the Man in The Mirror
Bitch you don't want the smoke, purple haze a stinger
KIlling these rappers, the golden experience
Lovin' our music, our friends they be screaming
Pussy ass haters, Oasis ain't hearing it
Polpo he chose me, my stand is bi-curious, aye
Never going down, no Green Day, bitch
Only going up like Bruno, bitch
Loaded sex pistols with only MC Virgins
Hits and lil' bitch, I got 1 through 6
Abbachio RIP, he be dead, dead, dead
Look like he related to XXX
Trish on yo' knees, give me head, head, head
Prophet I'm the greatest, so yes, yes (yes)
Shootin' at your mans like Bruno
Yes, yes, yes, she be suckin' my you know
Aimin' at your brain, no sound
Playin' my shit when your girl get down
Get all these bitches like harem, I'm Jojo
Pull off my pants then I fight like I'm Mojo
Give your main bitch a whole golden experience
Leave her on read, she still feeling curious
I'll pull out my stando, she pull out her thong
She look at my echoes, it's heavy and long
She beat on my shit, she using that Hamon
Bruno Bucciarati, he made a good capo
I swear I can tell when these bitches ain't loyal
Ain't got no money and ain't got no morals
Shout out Araki, forgetting a lot
But he still the goat, man don't think I forgot
Diavalo death, number 2
Ruptured his eardrums with bruh effect 2 (Bruh)
Wamuu and Kars did a number
But I'm doing 69 mudas and counting and damn
My name Giorno, I got a dream
Shit on me, and I might just have to hit you with the laser beam
Gotta keep planting my friends off the ground
Using my stand just to help my home town, like damn
Requiem coming my way
Love me or hate me I'm spitting away, like (wah)
You will never reach that day
Have another Rohan OVA
(Kono Giorno Giovanna niwa yume ga aru)
My name Giorno, I got a dream
Shit on me, and I might just have to hit you with the laser beam
Gotta keep planting my friends off the ground
Using my stand just to help my home town, like damn
Requiem coming my way
Love me or hate me I'm spitting away, like (wah)
You will never reach that day
Have another Rohan OVA
Okay I tried to fuck Trish but she made my dick soft
So fly in this bitch, Aerosmith with the Glock
King Crimson, I'm shifting the time
'Cause I just fucked a bitch
And time-skipped and she never even saw, okay
Unzipping her pants, now got sticky fingers
Mista just shot himself, oh I fucking figured
I'm just stalking yo ass the Man in The Mirror
Bitch you don't want the smoke, purple haze a stinger
KIlling these rappers, the golden experience
Lovin' our music, our friends they be screaming
Pussy ass haters, Oasis ain't hearing it
Polpo he chose me, my stand is bi-curious, aye
Never going down, no Green Day, bitch
Only going up like Bruno, bitch
Loaded sex pistols with only MC Virgins
Hits and lil' bitch, I got 1 through 6
Abbachio RIP, he be dead, dead, dead
Look like he related to XXX
Trish on yo' knees, give me head, head, head
Prophet I'm the greatest, so yes, yes (yes)
Shootin' at your mans like Bruno
Yes, yes, yes, she be suckin' my you know
Aimin' at your brain, no sound
Playin' my shit when your girl get down
Get all these bitches like harem, I'm Jojo
Pull off my pants then I fight like I'm Mojo
Give your main bitch a whole golden experience
Leave her on read, she still feeling curious
I'll pull out my stando, she pull out her thong
She look at my echoes, it's heavy and long
She beat on my shit, she using that Hamon
Bruno Bucciarati, he made a good capo
I swear I can tell when these bitches ain't loyal
Ain't got no money and ain't got no morals
Shout out Araki, forgetting a lot
But he still the goat, man don't think I forgot
Diavalo death, number 2
Ruptured his eardrums with bruh effect 2 (Bruh)
Wamuu and Kars did a number
But I'm doing 69 mudas and counting and damn
My name Giorno, I got a dream
Shit on me, and I might just have to hit you with the laser beam
Gotta keep planting my friends off the ground
Using my stand just to help my home town, like damn
Requiem coming my way
Love me or hate me I'm spitting away, like (wah)
You will never reach that day
Have another Rohan OVA
Credits
Writer(s): Miles Gregor Splaver, Lucio Joseph Dominice
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