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cult mountain - fuck em lyrics
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[verse 1: trellion]
yo, i took a xan, ended up in j-pan
b-tch i’m the man, double cup in my hand
i’m straight floating like a rubber duck in a bath
plus your b-tch wanna f-ck with me bad
hashtag sad, cuz i don’t wanna f-ck with her back
i’m just try’na double up on my cash
cuz it’s all about the moolah baby
i’m fresh in this b-tch like a newborn baby
so put me in my pram
d-mn, dark demeanor
wash the blood stains out with the carpet cleaner
woke up face down in the salami pizza
after eating xannie bars and drinking margaritas
(plus i’m leaning)
i just sipped half a litre
parked the beemer straight through the f-cking parking meter
form the kama sutra on your mamacita out in argentina
it’s give or take if she’ll make it, heart procedure
[hook]
f-ck ’em (x4)
[verse 2: lee scott]
uh, worthless, i don’t even wanna serve a purpose
if i wrote some deep sh-t you’d only hear the curses
so f-ck life, let’s blame sherman churches
trippy like hey vern, it’s ernest
cold blooded with burning urges
got loudmouth scally birds in burkas
i get lean and topple a building
this is not for the children
i found wally and k!lled him
got several major malfunctions
from a council estate based around butlins
rapping like i might’ve done it before
get me foot in the door
and rob your house for extra money on tour
got magic like a magician with a wand
crisis loan hold music, whistling along
like dole sc-m with a br-ss sipping gold rum
why you so glum?
i don’t want beef unless it’s ho fun
don’t c-m until she asks
talk more sh-t than nick diaz
see the bizzies and we’re duckin’
had something else to say but… f-ck ’em
[hook]
[verse 3: milkavelli]
sc-mbag, pick my nose in public
while i’m picking dog hairs out my frozen yoghurt
sixty-one-six, i know you heard of us
you can catch me eating popcorn on a persian rug
i’m just try’na sell meds in my pyjamas
trap from my bed and take a jet to the bahamas
got the funk and i’m sweggin’ on ’em
that’s very often
sk-m with a ‘k’ and that ‘k’ is for ketamine
knocking on death’s door like, “can somebody let me in?”
like please somebody let me in
my death rings a bell but why the f-ck is there no bell to ring?
i’m a cactus owl moon goat
drunk in the cemetery scratching out tombstones
how am i still living?
a paid in full mercedes, yeah we ill whipping
and son, i’m still sipping
i’m always coming down off something
feels like i’m coming down with something
all my friends say i’m on a path of destruction
well shh, all i can say is “f-ck ’em”
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