redo • (malvi)

theres nothing generous about the end producer: https://www.instagram.com/malvi___________ Chorus: Fuck off my turf, now that's what I'm saying Fuck off my turf, now that's what I'm saying Fuck off my turf, now that's what I'm saying Fuck off my turf, now that's what I'm saying I see it all now - okay, the Colors run in me, I'm wearing All crowns, and there's no Way to take it back, no You cannot redo (no) you cannot redo (no) Wear a whole lotta religion, shit ain't probably true They don't like my pockets stuffed because their pockets loose All this good will end up missing, should be proud of you Verse: Br-br-brand new plugsuit, pree the swag, oh yeah Got me twisted thinking you can run it back, oh yeah And this EVA nothing like what you all got over there Try a spear right through your torso then let's talk "no fair" Babe, that's church - what can I say? Swag when I surf - brand new paint It could be worse, something absurd Know that it hurts - synchronized pain Fuck off my turf, now that's what I'm saying Fuck off my turf, now that's what I'm saying Fuck off my turf, now that's what I'm saying Fuck off my turf, now that's what I'm saying You been off percs, I been off drank You had the nerv, I couldn't blame You were an angel, I love that they made you I could never hate you but you never change Baby, you're perf - micro bangs Ripped your skirt - might go change angeltype shirt - might go change Slay when I serve - Michael Caine Bitch, I serve - Michael Caine I'm rebuilt - not yo' same Got a choppa like Asuka: white girl, sang It's a big body whip and I'll snatch yo' chain I told them the impact is imminent (no way) You talking that shit but I'm living it (no way) Niggas ain't shit off the internet (n-no) Insecurity's ruling you, isn't it? (no way) They know my grace not unlimited (no) You cannot redo this shit different (no way) Yeah, spin back, good luck I give two fucks You won't do sumn' Angels knew sumn' The end's gruesome No Chorus: Fuck off my turf, now that's what I'm saying Fuck off my turf, now that's what I'm saying Fuck off my turf, now that's what I'm saying Fuck off my turf, now that's what I'm saying I see it all now - okay, the Colors run in me, I'm wearing All crowns, and there's no Way to take it back, no You cannot redo (no) you cannot redo (no) Wear a whole lotta religion, shit ain't probably true They don't like my pockets stuffed because their pockets loose All this good will end up missing, should be proud of you