[Intro]
(Fuck 'em all, I bury those cockroaches)
(Hahaha-hahaha-haa!)
Solxmn
[Chorus]
(Fuck 'em all, I bury those cockroaches)
Got me so in love, can't get any closer
Might've took me a minute, I need closure
Not a nice guy, no, I can't get any colder
And I switched up the sound 'cause I got older (Solxmn, Bitch)
Remember I used to rock Nike
Took his bitch and fucked her good, now he wanna fight me
I used to be broke, now I'm countin' that shit slightly
Fifty bands in my pocket, grip it tightly
Said I ain't love you (Bitch), but you didn't take that lightly
Smoking dope and countin' racks, wish you was like me
Yeah, told her I'm a star, you can see me shinin' brightly
Hopе my son grow up and he wanna be like mе
[Verse]
Know you feel it, yeah
Know that I'm the realest, yeah
I get so damn high, got me feeling like a ceiling fan
Think it's time to let her go, I know I ain't ready though
I wanna pull up, baby, you just gotta let me now
Maybach, that bitch two-tone (Bitch)
(Fuck 'em all, I bury those cockroaches)
My wrist be on two tones
Salad balled up in my pocket, I ain't talkin' croutons
Last year I was so gone
Keep tellin' me I gotta move on
Get kicked to the curb, bitch, put the shoes on
Eating Ruth's Chris, this ain't banchan, banchan (Solxmn)
I rock nice clothes, bankroll
'Sup? Yeah, same old
Still rock the same clothes
Still fuck the same hoes
LA, really livin', yeah
I got stars up in the ceiling, yeah
I went from down bad to the riches, yeah
Never seen this type of chicken, yeah
(Fuck 'em all, I bury those cockroaches)
(Hahaha-hahaha-haa!)
Solxmn
[Chorus]
(Fuck 'em all, I bury those cockroaches)
Got me so in love, can't get any closer
Might've took me a minute, I need closure
Not a nice guy, no, I can't get any colder
And I switched up the sound 'cause I got older (Solxmn, Bitch)
Remember I used to rock Nike
Took his bitch and fucked her good, now he wanna fight me
I used to be broke, now I'm countin' that shit slightly
Fifty bands in my pocket, grip it tightly
Said I ain't love you (Bitch), but you didn't take that lightly
Smoking dope and countin' racks, wish you was like me
Yeah, told her I'm a star, you can see me shinin' brightly
Hopе my son grow up and he wanna be like mе
[Verse]
Know you feel it, yeah
Know that I'm the realest, yeah
I get so damn high, got me feeling like a ceiling fan
Think it's time to let her go, I know I ain't ready though
I wanna pull up, baby, you just gotta let me now
Maybach, that bitch two-tone (Bitch)
(Fuck 'em all, I bury those cockroaches)
My wrist be on two tones
Salad balled up in my pocket, I ain't talkin' croutons
Last year I was so gone
Keep tellin' me I gotta move on
Get kicked to the curb, bitch, put the shoes on
Eating Ruth's Chris, this ain't banchan, banchan (Solxmn)
I rock nice clothes, bankroll
'Sup? Yeah, same old
Still rock the same clothes
Still fuck the same hoes
LA, really livin', yeah
I got stars up in the ceiling, yeah
I went from down bad to the riches, yeah
Never seen this type of chicken, yeah
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