Young Mugz - PLANET DROOL. lyrics

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Young Mugz - PLANET DROOL. lyrics

[Hook] b**h!
If I go broke then I'ma bool with my tool
You pull your sh**, I pull my sh** and let them duel
This ain't no dream b**h, this ain't no planet drool
Don't be a fool
Just let me bool
If I go broke then I'ma bool with my tool
This ain't no beyblade, but b**h we gonna let them duel
This ain't no dream b**h, this ain't no planet drool
Don't be a fool
Just let me bool [Verse 1: Mugz] The 9 is your alarm, wake up I'm hot I'm tryna get cake up But I ain't a oven Boy you soft as muffins I play roulette with Russians I don't do discussions Nina a chatter box, she always throwing shots She luv to gossip, she to luv to blow Nina you a thot Better get low, sleep a n***a like a tko She s** dick till her nose like roscoes Runny , b**h I hate money But I still got it gift wrapped like a mummy sunny my days was the opposite I seen n***as get k**ed just for popping sh** Get a profit b**h and get a job Stop leeching of a n***a you ain't a prize [Verse 2: Mugz] I'm smooth enough to finesse the panties off a nun One and done rappers mad they never won Portland chilling just trail blazing Laughing at the rappers that I'm raising It's amazing, how I made you Into you Diamonds on Michael phelps, out the pool I'm flash with the wrist moves I could k** you but what that prove You can't even shower in your chains You had to spend a check just to get the brain We a different high, im purer strain I could make you never rap again But what I really have to gain when your fanbase Is no face xanny poppers Online when its wartime sh** poppers Does the hate get you dollars? maybe if you flex I flex with your advancement on my neck So what's next? real beef we could take it there Street gps I'm good anywhere and it's very clear [Verse 3: The Slump God] 5 hour b**h I need energy
To beat the p**y make melodies
I am the sh**, know you smelling me
Don't f** with John, f** with Kennedy
I want a sub zero wrist
Put some ice up on that b**h
Chef Boyardee in the kitchen, beat the pot up with my fist
You, you can't test us
High as giraffe nuts
Smoke like mola**es
I reside in the body of a ba*tard
n***as try me then I Megaman blast them
Make or break that b**h
I look upon my wrist, and like a disc
That b**h is dancing, shine
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Like the movie 'Taken' this b**h mine [Outro: Xxxtentacion] Roll away the summer time do not wait for me
If I ever break, them f** them
And f** the state
Then baby sit down sit down

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