Mantra Good I Casted So Many Spells U Idiot lyrics

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[Intro]
Ayy, wassup, man, f*ckin'—
pus*y-pus*y yeah, in this b*tch, CA$HED COHBRUHZ in this b*tch, man
Co—Cobra, I pour a four up, you know I'm leanin'
(CA-A-A-A$HED COHBRUHZ production, lil' ho, eat my pus*y)

[Verse]
Baby, Co—cobra, I pour a four up, you know I'm leanin'
Shrek-Shrek pack, it keep my eyes low, I'm looking chinky
Do—dope sick, I'm having withdrawals, I feel uneasy
Skittles got me feeling tranquil, they're so relieving
Sprinkle—sprinkle this inside the blunt, bro, 'cause it relieve me
Suppress these evil thoughts that I keep conceiving
Bank—bankrolls, my funds increasing, yours looking chibi
Test me, but can't defeat me, 'cause you're a weakling
Sex—sex enеrgy is peaking, and she relеase me
Just told that b*tch I loved her and she believed me
Real—real weed, I roll the dope up, I'm smoking freebies
Sex me, lil' shawty, neck me, lil' shawty, leech me
Yes—yes, love the way she please me, but she deceive me
No, I cannot trust a beezy, these b*tches sneaky
Money—money, I gotta have it, its so intriguing
Guap gives me satisfaction, it just completes me
Money—money, I keep it 'round me, I'm very clingy
Mantr—mantras, I'm chanting mantras, praying to watch me
Lean—lean blunts, I'm smoking lean blunts, I call it Pocky
BOOG—BOOGIE, you so conceited, I'm very c*cky
BOOG—BOOGIE, thought we were homies, why'd you finesse me?
Pus—pus*y, bet he won't press me, so I'm not stressing
Bad—bad b*tch, she very sexy, but I'm not sweating
Soon—soon as I pull my di*k out, I bet she neck me
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