​aubrey graham lyrics

[Intro: lungskull]
Baby, this a band in this cup this ain't no Cognac
Not outside without my f*ckin' Gen 5, and you know that
I'm not takin' just your chain, I need all that
Spinnin' blocks, them suckas ain't dead, so I can't go back
Chokin' on these dead suckas, lungs black like Kodak
Then the next one I said something, get your sh*t back
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This hoe naked on my couch, like, get your hoe back
Me and her shoot a movie like its Bojack

[Verse 1: lungskull]
Spinnin' all day on their block til' its opp free
Brodie talkin all that hot sh*t, come and pop me
Everyday I get more motion, ain't nobody finna stop me
You totin' on a jammed ass gun, can you stop please?
Got these Cartier shades on, damn I'm feelin' c*cky
And I really cut her off as soon she actin lovey-dovеy

[Verse 2: catboycatastrophe]
Got a bad b*tch with me, now she getting c*cky
You can try to kill mе but you will not ever stop me
Stupid boy saying that he love me so I'm blocking
You can't make a move, b*tch, you look like Stephen Hawking
Got a twink on my bed, and he tryna top me
Jacky and I caught you lackin', b*tch you getting sloppy
Stop talkin sh*t, or we'll turn this to a robbery
Rolling with a Drake, b*tch I'm not talking 'bout Aubrey
[Verse 3: catboycatastrophe]
Got a bad b*tch with me, now she getting c*cky
You can try to kill me but you will not ever stop me
Stupid boy saying that he love me so I'm blocking
You can't make a move, b*tch you look like Stephen Hawking
Got a twink on my bed, and he tryna top me
Jacky and I caught you lackin', b*tch you getting sloppy
Stop talkin sh*t, or we'll turn this to a robbery
Rolling with a Drake, b*tch I'm not talking 'bout Aubrey

[Outro]
(You not cool!)
(Catboycatastrophe)