Information
Album Name
Blue, an album by Ryan
Artist
Saul Goode
Genre
랩/힙합
Release Date
2022.01.01
Release Agency
Stone Music Entertainment, 지니뮤직
Hangul

I say just don’t lace mine with strict 9
She say I need drama oh my my
He say I need commas on my mind
Man sometimes
I just wanna get lost
In the sauce
In the sauce
In the sauce
I just wanna get lost
In the sauce
In the sauce
In the sauce
Two Fat middle fingers at corona
Black Moss had to
move back to Florida
I guess we never
made it on the tour bus
Tiny violins as I pour up
Are we hiding from from truth
or is it sore luck
You mean these 바보 새끼들
is selling more than us
you don’t wanna work
with us it’s your loss
Your boy smile still stay enormous
A new door open up
when a doors shuts
So I promise you that
I ain’t got a soar butt
I’m well aware that’s
I’m rapping like the short
If there’s 3 of u I fuck enough
for 4 of us
Im broker than a promise
but I’m comin up
I’ll put that on my very last
hundred bruh
I promise nan none
of y’all want it bruh
That goes for every last
morherfuckin one of ya
I say just don’t lace mine with strict 9
She say I need drama oh my my
He say I need commas on my mind
Man sometimes
I just wanna get lost
In the sauce
In the sauce
In the sauce
I just wanna get lost
In the sauce
In the sauce
In the sauce
What a conundrum
I’m also down to my last hundred
It’s the bottom of the ninth
right now and I still wonder
But if ifs were fifths
we’d all be drunkards
In the club rambunctious
dance floor
lose your motor functions
Wait I notice something
Bros like 50 dude
But still have your bitch oiled up
just like a jiffy lube
Original Saul Goode so it’s all good
Ryan to the Air still Part Time Cook
Fireman status how
he climbed up them ladders
While you were blowing smoke
and laughing it didn’t matter
We got your fix like a seafood platter
And you’re stuck in the groove
like it’s rush hour traffic
Powerful magic almost like shamans
Vacation in the Cayman
while sipping on that Remi Mayhem
Plus we’re living in color
like the Wayans
Look at us now in the magazines
안녕
I say just don’t lace mine with strict 9
She say I need drama oh my my
He say I need commas on my mind
Man sometimes
I just wanna get lost
In the sauce
In the sauce
In the sauce
I just wanna get lost
In the sauce
In the sauce
In the sauce
I say just don’t lace mine with strict 9
She say I need drama oh my my
He say I need commas on my mind
Man sometimes
I just wanna get lost
In the sauce
In the sauce
In the sauce
I just wanna get lost
In the sauce
In the sauce
In the sauce

RomanizationI say just don’t lace mine with strict 9
She say I need drama oh my my
He say I need commas on my mind
Man sometimes
I just wanna get lost
In the sauce
In the sauce
In the sauce
I just wanna get lost
In the sauce
In the sauce
In the sauce
Two Fat middle fingers at corona
Black Moss had to
move back to Florida
I guess we never
made it on the tour bus
Tiny violins as I pour up
Are we hiding from from truth
or is it sore luck
You mean these babo saekkideul
is selling more than us
you don’t wanna work
with us it’s your loss
Your boy smile still stay enormous
A new door open up
when a doors shuts
So I promise you that
I ain’t got a soar butt
I’m well aware that’s
I’m rapping like the short
If there’s 3 of u I fuck enough
for 4 of us
Im broker than a promise
but I’m comin up
I’ll put that on my very last
hundred bruh
I promise nan none
of y’all want it bruh
That goes for every last
morherfuckin one of ya
I say just don’t lace mine with strict 9
She say I need drama oh my my
He say I need commas on my mind
Man sometimes
I just wanna get lost
In the sauce
In the sauce
In the sauce
I just wanna get lost
In the sauce
In the sauce
In the sauce
What a conundrum
I’m also down to my last hundred
It’s the bottom of the ninth
right now and I still wonder
But if ifs were fifths
we’d all be drunkards
In the club rambunctious
dance floor
lose your motor functions
Wait I notice something
Bros like 50 dude
But still have your bitch oiled up
just like a jiffy lube
Original Saul Goode so it’s all good
Ryan to the Air still Part Time Cook
Fireman status how
he climbed up them ladders
While you were blowing smoke
and laughing it didn’t matter
We got your fix like a seafood platter
And you’re stuck in the groove
like it’s rush hour traffic
Powerful magic almost like shamans
Vacation in the Cayman
while sipping on that Remi Mayhem
Plus we’re living in color
like the Wayans
Look at us now in the magazines
annyeong
I say just don’t lace mine with strict 9
She say I need drama oh my my
He say I need commas on my mind
Man sometimes
I just wanna get lost
In the sauce
In the sauce
In the sauce
I just wanna get lost
In the sauce
In the sauce
In the sauce
I say just don’t lace mine with strict 9
She say I need drama oh my my
He say I need commas on my mind
Man sometimes
I just wanna get lost
In the sauce
In the sauce
In the sauce
I just wanna get lost
In the sauce
In the sauce
In the sauce

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