I got this black hole stirring in the center of my chest
it's all up to me to do the rest
24 years on my lifeline I got plenty more years
I came to far to be giving up now
I got this black hole stirring in the center of my chest
so get out my wayの歌が含まれ
Black hole 〜Intro〜-U-KISS
BOOMBAYAH-BLACKPINK
I don't want a boy I need a man
Click clack！ Badda bing badda booom！
All eyes on me when I step in the room
Watch your man hit the deck like pang pang pang
Rang pang para para pang pang pang
Raise your glass to the roof like chan chan chan
Hands up！Lit with a bottle full of henny
Black to the pink いつでも特別 Oh yes
Like タラダラダンタン タラダラダンタン トゥドゥルプバウ
YAH YAH YAH BOOMBAYAH
YAH YAH YAH BOOMBAYAH
YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH
YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH オッパ
YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH
BOOM BOOM BA BOOMBAYAH
I'm a take what's mine so get out my way
Ain't got time I go hard and slay
Whip it up whip it up baby that LAMBO
Dropping the top I be too hard to handle
Stopping my paper？ Go brrrr RAMBO
Front to my back 抜群のスタイル Oh yes
Like touch touch touch touch トゥドゥルプバウ
YAH YAH YAH BOOMBAYAH
YAH YAH YAH BOOMBAYAH
YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH
YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH オッパ
YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH
BOOM BOOM BA BOOMBAYAH
Like I do-川口レイジ
I see you're needing some attention
But I ain't paying no attention
But now you're dancing with a new one
Acting like you really moved on
So, get out my way Get off my floor
I'm out here begging for your love
He don't know you still call my phone
'Cause he don't move, he don't move
Like I do, like I, like I do, like I do....
You traded diamonds for a rhinestone
You left my love for a side note
You're not the girl that you think
So I'll be dancing till the sunrise
'Cause I'm with my girl looking fly
So, get out my way Get off my floor
I'm out here begging for your love
He don't know you still call my phone
'Cause he don't move, he don't move
Like I do, like I, like I do, like I do....
'Cause I don't want you no more
I'm out here begging for your love
He don't know you still call my phone
HOW TO MAKE FRIENDS-Kazuo
Ayo, this shit is all jokes so like
Ayo, tell Eminem to shave his beard and get back on that vicodin
Bleach his hair and call both his mother and wife a ‘bitch'
When I see Lil Xan, I'll be ready to get violent
He's got a gun but when he sees me, he's just gonna slice his wrists
I don't need to fight Lil Baby, I did the research
Just slip a perc in his drink watch him die from a seizure
The fuck I look like asking for a Chance feature？
I'ma force his wife and daughter to rock a Kazuo t-shirt
I'll cheat on Cardi B and probably never feel pitiful
Then snitch on 6ix9ine for some shit he didn't do
I don't give a fuck, shit on my life I want hate
The type to do a drive by on an ex/X, Jahseh
When it gets ugly my face will be still pretty
I'll jump Chris Brown in the body of Lil Dicky
While wearing some Fenty makeup as Karreuche chills with me
Forcing Royalty to watch then afterwards kill Trippie
Yeah yeah, I'm an asshole but I bag hoes
I'll lynch the new Kanye while rocking a Klan robe
And have the sound of him choking later used as a sample
By the old Kanye like *choke* (he fucking snapped bro)
I don't got much to lose and got nothing to prove
So, get out my way I got fuck shit to do
Y'all mind if I wild out？ (Hell no)
Y'all mind if I wild out？ (Hell no)
I don't got much to lose and got nothing to prove
So, get out my way I got fuck shit to do
Okay okay okay, my shits so fire Drake probably wanna jack it
I'll go to France, find his hidden son then kidnap him
I'll fuck Kylie while having a session with Travis
Then collab with Brockhampton and call Kevin a fa-
-ntastic artist, damn I love to start shit
Lets just admit it, French Montana is retarded
He's the weakest out the BX, him and Russ are fucking garbage
Y'all already knew that let me go to another topic
I don't give a fuck if Logic will never like me
Cause he look the type to think mayonnaise is spicy
Biracial my ass look at his skin complexion
Every time that nigga says ‘nigga' I get offended
NF is the reason I'm a proud as fuck athiest
Play his shit？ I'd rather fuck James Charles with Jay Z lips
I won't fight Yachty even though i got the meanest hook
I'll tie him to a chair and makes his dumbass read a book
I wanna slap Anderson Paak's forehead
That nigga make great music though, no more said
I'll bring Rocky back to Sweden for torment
I'm pissed that still we don't have no Iggy porn yet
I don't got much to lose and got nothing to prove
So, get out my way I got fuck shit to do
Y'all mind if I wild out？ (Hell no)
Y'all mind if I wild out？ (Hell no)
I don't got much to lose and got nothing to prove
So, get out my way I got fuck shit to do
Listen Cole and Kendrick y'all may be the most respected
All the shit y'all showns impressive,
yo dead ass there's no contesting
Aura, presence, flow, inflections,
guarantees y'all both are legends
But this is an open letter showing I'm the dopest present
And my sole intentions to go from no attention to going reckless
Taking over the culture setting bars so high it's over heavens
Copacetic pure aesthetics, coming from the Tokyo peasant
A force to reckon that'll overdose on coke
due to chronic formed depression
Don't you get it？ Cordae got a rival, it's me
Fuck a Big Sean album I'd rather die in my sleep
Shit that nigga better swing Jhene Aiko to me.
Gimme the word I'll fucking go and snuff Tyler for free
Yo If Rico really nasty I'ma shit in her mouth
If I gotta collab with Curry for some infinite clout
Then just like a Nicki verse I'll be skipping it, ouch
Fuck Carti I'm the biggest ignant dick and I'm proud
I'll call up every Blood to run up on Vince Staples
Then he'll really be a Crip (leave that nigga disabled)
I'll be the one to shoot Nas, you old heads are trash
And then force y'all to listen to Lil Wayne while getting stabbed