kil - stomach ache كلمات الأغنية

aye i got a bellyache, no billie eilish

ashka

yo mathias this beat gross as f-ck

(mathias!)

[hook 2x]

this sh-t make me sick till my tummy ache

cut the cake, make a wish

blow me like a trumpet man

you stay f-cking with a bum or another lame

time to make a shift like you tryna type in upper case

she gon’ shake like a motherf-ckin’ stomach ache

i want neck and i hope she accommodate

you my clone, you are nothing but a cut and paste

wipe your nose, line of c0ke, white girl, sommer ray

[verse]

sniff sniff what they sound like when my spliff lit

yellow pigment like the f-cking skin of simpson’s

i could give a sh-t if i give a b-tch a shin split

if she take my 7 inches in her second entrance

your man look like he hasn’t hit the gym since

saber tooth tigers went fully in extinction

your boy make a song, no one know the sh-t they lip sync

we don’t care about his -ss like he be the oldest sibling

you be so hungry for all my bands cause your stomach hurt

you be so mad cause she like the k!lla you in love with her

she like to spend all your guap on some double dollar merch

asking for more but thats the twist like she oliver

wait holdup

heard you had a show only 7 people show up

shout out quadeca, moxas finna go up

finna make her back arc wet, no noah

[hook 2x]
this sh-t make me sick till my tummy ache