Magazine Song Lyrics
Description:- Magazine Lyrics Rimzee ft. Youngs Teflon & BERWYN are Provided in this article. This is a new song which is sang by Rimzee. This song is from Feed the Streets album. This song will release on February 16, 2024.
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Song:– Magazine
Singer:– Rimzee
Featuring:– Youngs Teflon & BERWYN
Album:– Feed the Streets
Producer:– Show N Prove & 5ive Beatz
Written:– Rimzee, Youngs Teflon, BERWYN, Show N Prove & 5ive Beatz
Magazine Lyrics Rimzee ft. Youngs Teflon & BERWYN
[Intro: Youngs Teflon]
Uh, uh
(5ive Music)
[Verse 1: Youngs Teflon]
Had the shotty, had the spinners, don’t forget about them semis
I can think I had more esses than Mississippi
They hit you on the bed, now you’re sipping through the tube
Your brothers gon’ have to start call you Mr. Sippy
My old girl a fed, couldn’t ever miss a hickey
Said she’s calling jakes, good thing I hid the blicky
Fell out with my bro, situation kinda sticky
‘Cause I love his mum and he love mine, but it’s all tricky
I was in my teens living like a miskeen
Only reason they were ripped, I had a dagger in my jeans
Now it’s zero mileage on my nеw car and my clothes
Six men in the barrеl, I be running with my woes
If the ratio poor, I’m bringing sand to the beach
1942 and then it’s back for the screech
Had beef since young, I got saved by the bells
But I never failed school, got my grades on the shelf
[Chorus: BERWYN]
How you mean?
Course we got drive and gasoline
Just come back from a mazzaleen
See my face in a magazine
Star boy
How you mean?
Course we got drive and gasoline
Just come back from a mazzaleen
See my face in a magazine
Star boy (Star boy)
[Verse 2: Rimzee]
Yo, uh, whip got no mileage
Too much money, I can’t hide it
AP Skelly, don’t need no stylist
Meetings with my nigga
Nine bills on dinner
You know I got this trap shit in my soul, Bryson Tiller
Got it out the Pyrex
Went and made a hundred in this Nike Tech
Hood niggas still answer private
Circle your ends like a mosh pit
Came up doing block shit
Now a nigga eating with chopsticks
Preference
This Glock came with extension
My T got more raw than a engine
Never been a one to run
I remember selling one on one
Now my Jeanius jeans one of one
My trap line banging
I hit the streets, I feel like Clint in Paris
Plus I rap white, Eminem
One fifty for the Skeleton
My Amex platinum, I ain’t American
[Chorus: BERWYN]
How you mean?
Course we got drive and gasoline
Just come back from a mazzaleen
See my face in a magazine
Star boy
How you mean?
Course we got drive and gasoline
Just come back from a mazzaleen
See my face in a magazine
Star boy (Star boy)
Video Of Magazine Song
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