sh*tty lyrics

by

Itha¢a


[Verse 1]
Legacy
Jealousy
Shooting like the Kennedys
Add a little lady you can drink about like Hennessey
Chigga, please
Japanese
Killer Bees
Bunch of Gs
And your boy's still got the block with some late fees
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I got the vibes coming at you like it's really something
I accidentally ate your girl's ass, see that's how you're fronting
I'm sorry
Ridin' my 'rarri
Take the cigar-i and hit up the barrio
Get those points like I'm Mario
This my gold chain, this is all for show
Your girl seems sweet but she act like a hoe
Woke up with your wife and she poured me a jo
Who you fight like a b*tch while your hands are slow
I pull out my di*k, baby give me the go
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Where did you go?
Baby don't leave you're my best-est-est hoe
You sucked on my weenie, you gave me the blow
A night in your pus*y, your daddy scream no
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I'm twining out for a double, double
Couple young boys got in trouble, trouble
Take up their hands even more trouble
Ya boy's in a mess it's a fi-scuffle
He's heavy, our hands are like rubber bands
I let them off free once I get the chance
Fighting with Wang is a death dance
You're dealing with bullets, don't take the chance
Look at your plans, look at me dance
I'm in a trance, giving you a glance
Your pus*y in pants, it hurts like it's ants
Get in your stance, I gave you a chance
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[Bridge]
Young people, who're planning on getting loaded, and they were just making a lot of conversation that they could build off of

[Verse 2]
Girl your dreams is all a façade
As you sh*t in your bed
You tug on your rod
And you picture her pus*y
And look up to God
And you're busting your nut
And give Satan a nod
Dirty garage
It's a barrage
Everything else in your life a mirage
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Nobody sees you just like camouflage
Look at you cry, give your heart a massage
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Everything you breathe is ????????????????????????????
Stuck on one girl like you starving
f*ck is you want, Prince Charming
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My bad I'm not the smartest
I got a lot of other sh*t to tarnish
Got 10 b*tches just [?]
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Gun-centred b*tch like Pocahontas
On Sundays, I feel blessed
Those are the days I'm not depressed
Those are the days where I am jest
Some may say I am a rest
Don't like di*k then b*tch ingest
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All this talk gets me too stressed
Take the backhand, b*tch caress
Fall on your back, now that's a rest
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[Outro]
Chiggas eat ass, 'cause I eat ass
I eat the f*ck outta ass
I eat- I eat so much ass
I- I should be dead
That's how much ass I eat
f*ck- f*ck all y'all
f*ck all y'all

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