anyone have the version without this ass feature?

Daaamn how did don toliver land the CHEF NATE feature????

Anyone find the original version of this song yet this chef kid is so garbage

I still want Natalie but she mad at me 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Swae Lee & Offset | Checkpoint

THE PERCEPTION OF REALITY IS MORE REAL THAN REALITY ITSELF

SORRY NOT SORRY

ᵀᴿᴬᵛᴵˢ ˢᶜᴼᵀᵀ - ᵀᴴᴱ ᶜᵁᴿˢᴱ

Migos - Speaking Of The Devils And Angels (feat. Travis Scott) (remasted by dhillan233)

extra terrestrial (Don Toliver ft. chef)

Don Toliver Unreleased

Lyrics
I got flawless baguettes in that side of the charm
Expensive designer, ain't ever been worn
Receivin' the package we sell out the dorm
Godzilla watch cover half of my arm
Niggas ain't rockin the shit that we on
Your bitch came and see me like five in the morning
We carry these .223s like we the army
Ha, you niggas broke, don't think life is important
And I know we selling out like the Jordan's
Cashing out new 'Miri's, thousand at Barneys
You gon' swallow this cum 'fore you have an abortion
All the cars spaceships, we look like the martians
Stay in the box, can't go out of the margin
Coupe worth too much, valet can't even park it
This is a Bentley, bitch, this not a Lexus
You beat me to the club like a domestic
I came to the club and they gave me a section
Hop in my truck and my truck all matte black
Saint Laurent trench coat, Rick Owen my jacket
Pull up, I Lamb it, no I won't crash it
Rock star lifestyle like my name Lenny Kravitz
Cartier diamonds, the frame in my glasses
No no no, you can not get these lens crafters
I shook his hand I was smiling and laughing
We killed that nigga, came out like what happened (what happened)
What happened, lil nigga, what happened
It's Mr. Geeked up, I'm never not lacking
I stay with my twin like my name is Shannon
Black in my fish, no pink call it salmon (Yeah!)
I got flawless baguettes in that side of the charm
Expensive designer, ain't ever been worn
Receivin' the package we sell out the dorm
Godzilla watch cover half of my arm
Niggas ain't rockin the shit that we on
Your bitch came and see me like five in the morning
We carry these .223s like we the army
Ha, you niggas broke, don't think life is important
And I know we selling out like the Jordan's
Cashing out new 'Miri's, thousand at Barneys
You gon' swallow this cum 'fore you have an abortion
All the cars spaceships, we look like the martians
Stay in the box, can't go out of the margin
Coupe worth too much, valet can't even park it
Pussy cool but her head is retarded
Make one false move and your head is a target (target)
Lot of drip and I still ain't reward it
Still ball with my crew like I play with the hornets
Rage EDM like my bro DJ Carnage
I can walk in Magic turn the weather to stormy
These four bitches wanna give me an orgy
You hear the horses when we runnin' these Porsches
Drop the top off it like I get sore
Come see the paint on my Christian Dior
Comin' up really had this shit hard
Now bet you won't see me shoppin' in Zara
Went straight on the white, I got hard
Sixty whole rounds and that mini-AR
Comin' up, some of my dogs caught the yard
Now I got one I got me A&Rs
I got flawless baguettes in that side of the charm
Expensive designer, ain't ever been worn
Receivin' the package we sell out the dorm
Godzilla watch cover half of my arm
Niggas ain't rockin the shit that we on
Your bitch came and see me like five in the morning
We carry these .223s like we the army
Ha, you niggas broke, don't think life is important
And I know we selling out like the Jordan's
Cashing out new 'Miri's, thousand at Barneys
You gon' swallow this cum 'fore you have an abortion
All the cars spaceships, we look like the martians
Stay in the box, can't go out of the margin
Coupe worth too much, valet can't even park it

.223

Prod. by Yung Tago & TnTXD
Voice by Don Toliver & Andre Yung
Written by Yung Tago, TnTXD, Don Toliver & Andre Yung
All Rights Reserved for Cactus Jack/Atlantic ®


lyrics:
she got moves, rules, some ass
all my life i've been thinking only bout' this cash
shawty asking me the i reason that i get mad
baby, it's my needs, need to fill it til' it crash
yeah, shawty
bust down, bust down, bust down
in the count of three go to the ground,
go to the ground, go to the ground.

extra terrestrial (Don Toliver ft. chef)

Chef Nate

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