Désaccordé [English translation]

[Intro]

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[Verse 1]

I am not a writer, I am more than a simple mind

I multiply the loaves, I don't call it, I know it's coming

They call me "V.A.L.D." I've been breastfeeding this shitty rap

I don't think I'm ever gonna stop, I'm cutting the wafer with a sword

Lots of filters, lots of effects, you don't got rhymes, no text

No thong, no ass, no peace, so no war

If you don't do it, I do; if you don't know it, I do

Like I came out of H.E.C., on the detector, the sock

I got the combos, the recipe, I promise, I won't touch your sister

I still love you in doggy style, I still love you in secret

Fuck, my heart's on my hand, I smell the flowers of evil

I can still smell the smell of the thing, I duck the morning light

I know what's waiting for me, she says, "Think of me if you have the time"

I only see her once a year like the Sidaction prime

[Pre-chorus]

I have a view on the bulduing, I'm no longer sentimental

You saw me go outside, my lungs almost black

On the way to fuck mothers like Monday morning, Sunday evening

Don't listen to me, if you prefer your cashier rap that doesn't sell

[Chorus]

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah.

D.G.A.F to misplace my buzz, to burst my buzz

To make fast songs, I kept her thong, yeah, yeah, yeah

D.G.A.F to misplace my buzz, to burst my buzz

To make fast songs, I kept her thong, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah.

[Verse 2]

NQNT as SCART, Sullyvan rapping too spiritual

I no longer smoke everyday, it makes my mind too narrow

Fuck your mothers, I will deliver myself; all this money, I deserved it

I have gold record, I have pedigree, you only have dead, you're expired

I can stop but I keep going, for the turn-up, I contribute

Give me up, I'll reconfigure, I'll leave you the pussy in jam

Always a drama while we simulate, we do not live on the same longitude

Mashallah, brother, for your long studies; if need be, dawg there's my nest egg

I come in bullet, arms dealer, Poliakov, Redbull, Mirinda

Don't smoke the continental gum, rap more make less kizomba

You slut, we caught you in the act, rap satured by larges bitches

I put the light on dirty balance, next album, I want 600k

[Pre-refrain]

I have a view of the timent-bâ, I'm no longer sentimental

You saw me go out the door, my lungs almost black.

On the way to fuck mothers like Monday morning, Sunday evening

Don't listen to me, if you prefer your cashier rap that doesn't sell

[Pre-chorus]

I have a view on the bulduing, I'm no longer sentimental

You saw me go outside, my lungs almost black

On the way to fuck mothers like Monday morning, Sunday evening

Don't listen to me, if you prefer your cashier rap that doesn't sell

[Chorus]

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah.

D.G.A.F to misplace my buzz, to burst my buzz

To make fast songs, I kept her thong, yeah, yeah, yeah

D.G.A.F to misplace my buzz, to burst my buzz

To make fast songs, I kept her thong, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah

[Outro]

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• Artist:Vald
• Album:XEU