pho. (pop) - justrelapsedlmaooo. lyrics
[intro]
ah, f_ck, ah
i f_cking hate rap music
this sh_t f_cking sucks
yuh, yuh_yuh_yuh_yuh_yuh
[verse 1]
how come these rappers act like i’m not super saiyan? (yuh)
reppin’ that, shawty 5’2″, and she from j_pan
sippin’ on that wok until i cannot f_ckin’ stand (yeah_yeah)
we pulled up on that lil’ b_tch, you know that f_ckboy ran
bad_bad_bad b_tch on my f_ckin’ d_ck, tryna taste me (oh, what?)
smokin’ until i cannot think, come in lately (yeah)
i_i_i l!cked on a bad b_tch, i think that her name was stacy (yeah)
b_b_b_tch it’s young majora, think i’m turnin’ to a lady (yeah)
skirt on my waist, now i’m feelin’ h_lla great (yeah, yeah)
all these rappers actin’ fake, boy, they lookin’ two_faced (yeah)
no i cannot f_ck with these rappers, catchin’ case after case (uh)
self_harm scars on my arm from this blade
[bridge]
b_b_blood (ooh) drippin’ down my f_ckin’ arm from my vеins (why?)
b_b_blood drippin’ down my f_ckin’ arm, i just laid (why?)
lookin’ at my ceilin’ until i am not awake (yeah)
lookin’ (yеah) at my (yeah) ceilin’ (yeah) until (yeah) i’m passin’ away (yeah_yeah_yeah)
[verse 2]
b_b_bad b_tch on my chest, slide with my neck (yeah), b_tch
i_i_i know you so mad that (yeah) yo’ b_tch gon’ hit my text, b_tch (yeah)
i_i_i f_cked yo’ last ho and now (yeah) i’m comin’ for yo’ next b_tch (yeah)
and if you have a problem wit’ it (yeah), this glock got extensions (yeah)
shoot it at my mentions, shootin’ at the opps now
that boy askin’ h_lla questions, he look like a cop now (yeah)
rollin’ up this sh_t until i can no longer cough now
plug gon’ hit me up for ‘nother ounce, i’m ’boutta cop now
i don’t want no shop now, what i want, i got now (yeah)
w_w_why the f_ck these f_ggots all up on my f_ckin’ c_ck now? (yeah)
she was tryna f_ck before, but (yeah), still, i am a boss now (yeah)
fendi on my waist (yeah), little b_tch, i got that bust (yeah) down
h_lla diamonds rough now
take another puff now
f_ckboy_f_ckboy askin’ for a feature, i’ma leave him shut down
[outro]
a_a_ayy, b_tch, get off of my d_ck
why do these rappers be talkin’ their sh_t? (yeah)
i got a glock, i might spray at yo’ fit, uh
i cannot f_ck wit’ you, or that b_tch (yeah)
she is a fed, yeah, i know that b_tch, uh
i hit up the plug ’cause i need some sh_t
i’m coppin’ some bud, i’m coppin’ a fid
yeah, i got a ap on my mo’f_ckin’ wrist (majora)
yuh, yeah
yeah_yeah_yeah
yeah_yeah_yeah_yeah_yeah_yeah_yeah
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