
GO! (Toji) Daddyphatsnaps (Ft. OmarCameUp)
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[Intro]
What you thought
What you thought
What you- what you thought (O-o-om)
Nah, what you thought
What you- what you- what you thought (Omar on the come up)
I don't know what you thought it was
But it isn't, yeah, yeah
I don't know who you thought I was
But I'm different
[Verse 1]
Mhm, let me wait a minute
Many men have tried, none of you can mimic
Many men have died, never found a limit
Eating hands, no Sukuna, 'cause they never land a finger, uh
Yeah, death is coming, won't you feed a bro?
Pull the bread, I pull the trigger - poof - then I eat a loaf
Reaper has a rhythm, me and every beat elope
'Cause everybody sheepish when they see a GOAT
Also when I'm killing hit reverse, then I watch your body decompose
Make you swallow lead, aiming for a lethal dose
Hit you with a kick that leave your fucking speaker blown
You leaving in a box 'cause I ain't fucking with the penal code
They be like: "Where my bitch at?" She at home
So if you got some last words, I'll put her on the speaker phone
Oh, she can't talk 'cause she need a dome
I'll send you to her next, so you won't be alone
What you thought
What you thought
What you- what you thought (O-o-om)
Nah, what you thought
What you- what you- what you thought (Omar on the come up)
I don't know what you thought it was
But it isn't, yeah, yeah
I don't know who you thought I was
But I'm different
[Verse 1]
Mhm, let me wait a minute
Many men have tried, none of you can mimic
Many men have died, never found a limit
Eating hands, no Sukuna, 'cause they never land a finger, uh
Yeah, death is coming, won't you feed a bro?
Pull the bread, I pull the trigger - poof - then I eat a loaf
Reaper has a rhythm, me and every beat elope
'Cause everybody sheepish when they see a GOAT
Also when I'm killing hit reverse, then I watch your body decompose
Make you swallow lead, aiming for a lethal dose
Hit you with a kick that leave your fucking speaker blown
You leaving in a box 'cause I ain't fucking with the penal code
They be like: "Where my bitch at?" She at home
So if you got some last words, I'll put her on the speaker phone
Oh, she can't talk 'cause she need a dome
I'll send you to her next, so you won't be alone
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