MUKBANG MY WRIST lyrics

by

NICK PROSPER


[Chorus: ITSOKTOCRY]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't play games, I'm no Xbox (No, no)
Too much glitter, had to brush my wrist off
I think that everybody lost in the sauce
They was wasting my time, had to cut 'em off
I got the money and the sh*t turning me on (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got Sour Patch inside my Styrofoam (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I make hits and you pretending to be clones (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
These ain't corpses, baby, these is Jeremy bones (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse: Nick Prosper]
Pockets too fat, then my legs hurting
New shorty back out, b*tch she need some Percys
Got the beans in my pot like, "Who need work, eh?"
Shorty swallowing seeds like a little birdie (Yeah)
Twenty-four inch Escalade (Skrrt, skrrt)
Moving dope since like seventh grade (Ooh-la-la-la-la)
f*ck your b*tch, in her f*cking face (In her face)
Twelve gauge, splatter that boy brain (Ahh!)

[Chorus: ITSOKTOCRY]
I don't play games, I'm no Xbox (No, no)
Too much glitter, had to brush my wrist off
I think that everybody lost in the sauce
They was wasting my time, had to cut 'em off
I got the money and this sh*t turning me on (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got Sour Patch inside my styrofoam (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I make hits and you pretending to be clones (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
These ain't corpses, baby, these is Jeremy bones (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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