2016 lyrics

by

Clams Casino


[Intro]
Ay, shout out based god, n*gga

[Chorus]
They ask me if I'm cool, b*tch, I'm f*ckin' flamboyant
They copyin' my flows even though I damn wrote it
They sayin' I'ma b*tch and I'on even f*ckin' tote it?
But once I up it on yo' ass, the blood smell hella potent
I been wanted to kill myself since 2016
Wasn't even conscious then, but now I sip the lean
Sippin' henny, poppin' Percs, doin' any f*ckin thing
Hoppin' on the fruity loops, spittin' sh*t right out my brain

[Verse]
Damn
Will I ever be the same?
Damn
I don't know all this sh*t in my brain
Damn
Will I ever be the same?
Damn
I don't know all this sh*t in my brain
Damn (Swag)
Will I wake up to the fame?
Damn
Sure hope so, shoutout to Gucci Mane
Damn
Will I ever be the great?
Damn
I don't know, that's ok
[Chorus]
They ask me if I'm cool, b*tch, I'm f*ckin' flamboyant
They copyin' my flows even though I damn wrote it
They sayin' I'ma b*tch and I'on even f*ckin' tote it?
But once I up it on yo' ass, the blood smell hella potent
I been wanted to kill myself since 2016
Wasn't even conscious then, but now I sip the lean
Sippin' henny, poppin' Percs, doin' any f*ckin thing
Hoppin' on the fruity loops, spittin' sh*t right out my brain
Based as f*ck
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