GASHI - Hustle to Disappear (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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GASHI - Hustle to Disappear (en) Lyrics
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I let that led sing like my
fucking name Zeppelin
Pulled up in a powdered drop
looking like a Zeppole
Been had it made but
the shit get messy
Iron on me case these pussies
try and press me
Big dog status don't
you try and pet me
Bad chick from Phoenix
tall Lisa Leslie
In New York City watched the Rangers
sitting next to Gretzky
Facetiming Matt he just went
and copped the Bentley
Shining as I smile in a
room full of vultures
All this water on me got me
feeling like a coaster
Albanian girls everywhere
I love my culture
She play her cards right and
I might just poke her
Girls going gaga for that boy Larry
I put up more bonds than
that boy Barry
Pay for so many funerals shit is eerie
So much weight on me can't
laugh when I Jim Carrey
Never late I'm in my own time zone
If you close minded better
keep your mouth closed
Run your mouth or cut your legs off
Cross me and you gon'
need the Red Cross
I double down when he
said the bets off
Try to put you on the
map how you get lost
The plan changed but the goal won't
I ain't gotta pull out I'll
pop you through the coat
My orca chain make you
tuck your shit in
I stand out cause I ain't
never wanna fit in
They dying every time they
see the way I'm living
Claim they wanna see peace
but they wearing mittens
Ain't about the car you drive,
it's about where you park it
Chain swinging heavy,
arm full of watches
My music cure pain, I'm a
doctor in the projects
Real shit
Orca Sound, Musical Whales,
we a orchestra
Made this album to save rap
cause we bored of ya
Swear all these rappers
only getting cornier
Me and Matty getting flyer
than LaGuardia
Have your top popped faster
than a can of Coke
Air fresheners full of Coke,
that's a can of dope
Unless the pussy tastes like
fruit, we cantaloupe
I told that bitch to find
less if I do the most
In Santorini, FaceTime
with my nephew Dini
He thanked me for the Rollie,
wishing he could see me
He kissed the screen when
my face is on the TV
Uncle Larry getting money,
that's why he Houdini
Audemars the time, Chateau the
wine, every glass fine
My views make me sad for the
blind, St. Baarths landings
I step off the plane, G650 glide
smooth like champagne
Doors up, slice the breeze,
man they know my name
Crocodile leather brought
tears to my face
These pussies love to laugh,
then copy and paste
Used to chase money, now I'm at
the chase with Jimi Banks
Snakes rattle, rats tattle, I'm on
my high horse, Hermes saddle
My temper short like the hair
on Eve, we going Adam, cut
his fucking Adam's apple
Always bricked up like
it's my first day out
A blind bitch can see he got
game, like it's Ray Allen
Make your man hold my
bread, he my PayPal
My back against the wall at the restaurant,
ain't nobody's takeout
Let me make this very clear
while I have you here
Ain't in it for the fame,
I don't need the cheers
Seen the spotlight, turn
my friends into dears
You hustle to be seen, I hustle
just to disappear
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