Imma pull up any want
On some budduh shit
Yes I got the Buddha lit
So it's a rap
I for forward that's why I don't play that trash
That's a matter fact
Gucci Louie Prada on my ass
I go Florida fast
Floored the pedal bitch you like to settle
That sucks
I f*ck around and dropped a petal in yo buttercup
Spilt some better in your kettles batch
Whip it till it's Taz
That's that seventh stash
Bboy on my stacks
Hit that sticky my neck might crack
Similar to most break a bitch right back
Simping on a most fly super guy going off top
Other MF never don't blast like that
Chicka bap bap
Chicka da bap Bap
Chicka da bap bap
MF sinking into sand it
Might better if you banned it
Bad body
And she got her dance in
I'm tipping off my four feeds
Been tripping off like both feet
Sit simple mind mold low key
This life boat row row rowing
I'm over violent
OV
ER all
That soul seek
We go out with the proceeds and p p p pour that gold lean
See it's simple since you know me
Can't see past these Oakleys
Bow down ho on both knees
Sikk is so elite
Imma ride around town in a floating seat
Chairman of the board with goal achieved
Internet internet internet
Famous as f*ck
I do not touch
Nothing but bucks
Feel a bit stuck
Fill a bitch up with brilliant innocent strut
Fall asleep right on her butt
Couldn't afford it so much
Bloody and utterly cunning
I going on fire
I go on in 5
Just living my life
I don't wanna die
I'm f*cking these bands up
Puffing a gram
Go through an advance
Without an advance
MF's is funny man
Imma pull up any want
On some budduh shit
Yes I got the Buddha lit
So it's a rap
I for forward that's why I don't play that trash
That's a matter fact
Gucci Louie Prada on my ass
I go Florida fast
Floored the pedal bitch you like to settle
That sucks
I f*ck around and dropped a petal in yo buttercup
Spilt some better in your kettles batch
Whip it till it's Taz
That's that seventh stash
Bboy on my stacks
Hit that sticky my neck might crack
Similar to most break a bitch right back
Simping on a most fly super guy going off top
Other MF never don't blast like that
Muze Sikk - Gold Pedals Lyrics
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Imma pull up any want
On some budduh shit
Yes I got the Buddha lit
So it's a rap
I for forward that's why I don't play that trash
That's a matter fact
Gucci Louie Prada on my ass
I go Florida fast
Floored the pedal bitch you like to settle
That sucks
I f*ck around and dropped a petal in yo buttercup
Spilt some better in your kettles batch
Whip it till it's Taz
That's that seventh stash
Bboy on my stacks
Hit that sticky my neck might crack
Similar to most break a bitch right back
Simping on a most fly super guy going off top
Other MF never don't blast like that
Chicka bap bap
Chicka da bap Bap
Chicka da bap bap
MF sinking into sand it
Might better if you banned it
Bad body
And she got her dance in
I'm tipping off my four feeds
Been tripping off like both feet
Sit simple mind mold low key
This life boat row row rowing
I'm over violent
OV
ER all
That soul seek
We go out with the proceeds and p p p pour that gold lean
See it's simple since you know me
Can't see past these Oakleys
Bow down ho on both knees
Sikk is so elite
Imma ride around town in a floating seat
Chairman of the board with goal achieved
Internet internet internet
Famous as f*ck
I do not touch
Nothing but bucks
Feel a bit stuck
Fill a bitch up with brilliant innocent strut
Fall asleep right on her butt
Couldn't afford it so much
Bloody and utterly cunning
I going on fire
I go on in 5
Just living my life
I don't wanna die
I'm f*cking these bands up
Puffing a gram
Go through an advance
Without an advance
MF's is funny man
Imma pull up any want
On some budduh shit
Yes I got the Buddha lit
So it's a rap
I for forward that's why I don't play that trash
That's a matter fact
Gucci Louie Prada on my ass
I go Florida fast
Floored the pedal bitch you like to settle
That sucks
I f*ck around and dropped a petal in yo buttercup
Spilt some better in your kettles batch
Whip it till it's Taz
That's that seventh stash
Bboy on my stacks
Hit that sticky my neck might crack
Similar to most break a bitch right back
Simping on a most fly super guy going off top
Other MF never don't blast like that
On some budduh shit
Yes I got the Buddha lit
So it's a rap
I for forward that's why I don't play that trash
That's a matter fact
Gucci Louie Prada on my ass
I go Florida fast
Floored the pedal bitch you like to settle
That sucks
I f*ck around and dropped a petal in yo buttercup
Spilt some better in your kettles batch
Whip it till it's Taz
That's that seventh stash
Bboy on my stacks
Hit that sticky my neck might crack
Similar to most break a bitch right back
Simping on a most fly super guy going off top
Other MF never don't blast like that
Chicka bap bap
Chicka da bap Bap
Chicka da bap bap
MF sinking into sand it
Might better if you banned it
Bad body
And she got her dance in
I'm tipping off my four feeds
Been tripping off like both feet
Sit simple mind mold low key
This life boat row row rowing
I'm over violent
OV
ER all
That soul seek
We go out with the proceeds and p p p pour that gold lean
See it's simple since you know me
Can't see past these Oakleys
Bow down ho on both knees
Sikk is so elite
Imma ride around town in a floating seat
Chairman of the board with goal achieved
Internet internet internet
Famous as f*ck
I do not touch
Nothing but bucks
Feel a bit stuck
Fill a bitch up with brilliant innocent strut
Fall asleep right on her butt
Couldn't afford it so much
Bloody and utterly cunning
I going on fire
I go on in 5
Just living my life
I don't wanna die
I'm f*cking these bands up
Puffing a gram
Go through an advance
Without an advance
MF's is funny man
Imma pull up any want
On some budduh shit
Yes I got the Buddha lit
So it's a rap
I for forward that's why I don't play that trash
That's a matter fact
Gucci Louie Prada on my ass
I go Florida fast
Floored the pedal bitch you like to settle
That sucks
I f*ck around and dropped a petal in yo buttercup
Spilt some better in your kettles batch
Whip it till it's Taz
That's that seventh stash
Bboy on my stacks
Hit that sticky my neck might crack
Similar to most break a bitch right back
Simping on a most fly super guy going off top
Other MF never don't blast like that
Writer: Jonathan Paulson
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