| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| Oh
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| Coco like Chanel, move low like cartel
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| Tight-lip, I don’t tell, YT I do well
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| She likes my jewelry, flirt game to fool me
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| Knowing I still fall, yeah, I still fall
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| Medusa head, cutted off all her purses
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| Perseus led, still couldn’t rid these curses
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| Underworld snakes, sly on the ground, waitin'
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| Sell her the soul, take the mask off, Satan
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| I don’t want fame and gold
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| Give me that fame and gold
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| I don’t want fame and gold
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| Give me that fame and gold
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| I don’t want fame and gold
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| Give me that fame and gold
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| I don’t want fame and gold
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| Give me that fame and gold
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| Give me that fame and gold, all they want in this bitch
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| SocialBlade from my back, they just wanna get rich
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| Known to the online people, take the control of sheeple
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| Attention to build the ego, none of that shit where we go
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| Ev’ryone on these social ladders, what they get is everything that matters
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| Checking numbers on a page, in an age where the worth of the person is made
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| By the social numbers on the site, Sam Rockwell will know that’s not right
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| Stabbin' our friends in the back like Jason, nah, I’m not the one who’s chasin'
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| riches and bitches
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| Tryna be fly like Aladdin, calling the genie for wishes
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| Grass is greener on the other side, fuck it, Bill o’Reilly let me do it live
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| Take my boring life, fill it up with plastic, so fantastic
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| Now they’re all fake, shit,
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| Coco like Chanel, move low like cartel
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| Tight-lip, she don’t tell, YT she do well
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| She likes her jewelry, flirt game, she fooled me
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| Knowing I still fall, yeah, I still fall
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| Medusa head, cutted off all her purses
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| Perseus led, still couldn’t rid these curses
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| Underworld snakes, sly on the ground, waitin'
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| Sell her the soul, take the mask off, Satan
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| I don’t want fame and gold
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| Give me that fame and gold
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| I don’t want fame and gold
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| Give me that fame and gold
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| I don’t want fame and gold
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| Give me that fame and gold
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| I don’t want fame and gold
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| Give me that fame and gold
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Panamera on a single wrist
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| Got it moving like an exorcist
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| Gave it to her like I’m DMX
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| Snap a pic, social flex
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| What’s next? |
| No brainer, flickin' through just to entertain her
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| Flickin' through for a Nike trainer, flickin' through for another gainer
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| Movin' on 'cause she livin' greater, livin' bigger than the Canyon crater
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| Spinnin' off in a 911, reachin' for a Heaven, lucky number seven
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| Where the social really has the ammunition, whippin', winnin', when she in the
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| kitchen
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| Cookin' up a mix of fame and gold
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| Body warm, but her heart is cold
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| Body warm, but her heart is cold
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| Towards the wall, but still she’s, still she’s—
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| Coco like Chanel, move low like cartel
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| Tight-lip, she don’t tell, YT she do well
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| She likes her jewelry, flirt game, she fooled me
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| Knowing I still fall, yeah, I still fall |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Medusa , by - KSI. Song from the album Disstracktions - EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп