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MOST WANTED (feat. Oldkxngcole) Video (MV)




Performed By: Gu$tavo escobarZ
Featuring: 1NE HNND
Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: Cole Remmitz, Khumoetsile Seefane
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Gu$tavo escobarZ - MOST WANTED (feat. Oldkxngcole) Lyrics
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[ Featuring 1NE HNND ]

Most wanted
SAPS checking who clockin' all the hunnids
Paper trail was a mess they caught you bluffing
Masterminds we make something out of nothing
You tryna be the hottest rapper in the country
I'm just tryna stack Madiba for the family
Make music for da soul don't tell me about a Grammy
Ase fifty bag ntwe ke chok gram
Middle fingers in the air that's for my exes
You used to suck me off everytime we bunk sgela
Kissing on your bwoi while she tell me I got talent
Used to eat her up shawty was a full platter
Don't you hit me up I'm way focused on what matters
Fat pockets make this cherry lose her morals
Black cards busy copping black bottles
Her last sugar daddy was a f*cking monster
Should've went to uni and just been a doctor
Im the most wanted I can promise they all want me dead
Saw these rappers in a scope, they in my inferred
I pull extendo clips, fully loaded, breaking bread
And nigga I won't shoot, but I pistol whip your f*cking head
Cos I'm lyrically too dope
Im typically
Doing what he wish could
Cos rappers always fearing me
Stay inside your crib before I body niggas critically
Acclaimed and I don't need it scientifically
Because I
Don't need no f*cking stats on blogs promoting
I am too godly, so the devil creeping on my back
King you better stop, these niggas tough, they'll hit you with a strap
But I'm no pussy bitch
So I'll keep rapping on till I collapse
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English

Most wanted
SAPS checking who clockin' all the hunnids
Paper trail was a mess they caught you bluffing
Masterminds we make something out of nothing
You tryna be the hottest rapper in the country
I'm just tryna stack Madiba for the family
Make music for da soul don't tell me about a Grammy
Ase fifty bag ntwe ke chok gram
Middle fingers in the air that's for my exes
You used to suck me off everytime we bunk sgela
Kissing on your bwoi while she tell me I got talent
Used to eat her up shawty was a full platter
Don't you hit me up I'm way focused on what matters
Fat pockets make this cherry lose her morals
Black cards busy copping black bottles
Her last sugar daddy was a f*cking monster
Should've went to uni and just been a doctor
Im the most wanted I can promise they all want me dead
Saw these rappers in a scope, they in my inferred
I pull extendo clips, fully loaded, breaking bread
And nigga I won't shoot, but I pistol whip your f*cking head
Cos I'm lyrically too dope
Im typically
Doing what he wish could
Cos rappers always fearing me
Stay inside your crib before I body niggas critically
Acclaimed and I don't need it scientifically
Because I
Don't need no f*cking stats on blogs promoting
I am too godly, so the devil creeping on my back
King you better stop, these niggas tough, they'll hit you with a strap
But I'm no pussy bitch
So I'll keep rapping on till I collapse
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Writer: Cole Remmitz, Khumoetsile Seefane
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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