GTFO

Ryler Smith

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[Verse 1:]
Settle man
Settle man
Send em' in
Dont need pills or your ritalin
Already on speed when I come in
Knock em out, I knock em in
Not convinced, hard to kill
Jon Mcclane, Nakatomi
No offence
All you kids
Do you know who Senna is?
Mind drifts like ice mass
Writing rhymes while I smash
She dont like it, she mentioned
She want my fullest attention
Get a headache when I lick it
Acetylsalicylic
Skin taste a bit acidity
As I eat her in a civic seat
I fuck with the instinct
Her body artistic
Sloppy those lips up
I lick her clit up like a lizard
Young n fuckin' how we livin'
Shit, I might bust through the ceiling
Dont trust in nobody not buildin' with
Us in this field we be splittin' the dealership
Burger got bigger flips, hey

[Hook:]
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Get the fuck up off my dick

[Verse 2:]
Send em' in
Send em' in
Send em' in
Pussy taste sweet like cinammon
Fuck till we feel adrenaline
Drop top, fresh air coming in
Tyler Perry shooting rubber pellets
At you bunch of fellas
With a punch of pepper
As my puns get better
With a pint of stella
For we pump barettas
Why the fuck you keep looking?

Uh
Y'all get to follow me
Bump it
But probably Momma aint proud of me
How I be dropping these
Cusses, thats just how it gotta be
One girl she wanted misoginy
Told her that aint my authority
She wanted data to make sure I cop a field
So I gave her a floppy D
To riches from poverty
We came from the bottom up
Now we bought all these Properties
They wanted to topple us
We remaining prosperous
Skin black, too slick
Wont take your shit
Been there done that
Now get the fuck up off my dick

[Hook:]
Get off my
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Get the fuck up off my dick
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Get off my
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Wann wurde das Lied “GTFO” von Ryler Smith veröffentlicht?
Das Lied GTFO wurde im Jahr 2020, auf dem Album “24” veröffentlicht.

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