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Westside Gunn

Julia Lang

 

Julia Lang

(album: Hitler Wears Hermes 8: Side B - 2021)


Trapaholics mixtapes
Hi and good morning
Yo, I slept for 12 hours straight, I needed it
I'm still tired, now I have like the busiest week ahead
You know what I just noticed, what is so beautiful?
My birthday's on Friday, but when the album comes out
Side B, it's basically my birthday midnight
So, I'm just so grateful for everything
And then when Plan B hits, the Julia Lang song
Exactly on my birthday at midnight, it's a blessing
I hope you're good, I hope you got some rest
And thank you for everything again
I had like a very memorable time
So I did Atlanta for the first time with you
I did Buffalo for the first time with you
You did Paris for the first time, not with me but I was there
So, let's get the list going
Love you, bye

Me and Julia Lang whipping' 'caine with hanger (whip)
Selling dope like '94, I'm talking' baking with a pager (ah)
Talking nice, talking' hash shit with the same bitch talking nice
I'm talking George Condo paintings, TEC ten, started spraying' shit (Brr, brr, brr)
Ayo, my Yeezys looking like moon boots (my Yeezys looking like moon boots)
My man killed my other man, it's a lose-lose (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Stick swinging, dumping out the moon roof
(Skrrt, stick swinging, hanging out the moon roof, doot, doot, doot)
Do 'em dirty eating wam-wam and zoom-zooms
Yo, me and Julia Lang whipping 'caine with a hanger (whip)
Selling dope like '94, I'm talking baking with a pager (ah)
Talking nice, talking hash shit with the same bitch talking nice
I'm talking George Condo paintings, TEC ten, started spraying shit (brr, brr, brr)
Contemplating breaking down a whole, dumping, divvy loads (ah)
Don't pillow talk to hoes, I'm up in Nieman's talking dope to stoves
Bathing Ape, OVO, Prada button, down to my kneecaps
I sold my first square, this shit touched my soul
Listen here, Gianni kitchenware, wrap my bricks in here (ah)
Vision clear, sell a million bricks, I'll be a billionaire (ah)

done

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