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sad classical ass beat - 30globzilla lyrics

[intro]
sh*t
dun, dun

[verse]
walk in the function yell, “where the f*ck my ex at?”
i’d prolly pay that b*tch like a band just to come back
she was the only one who was f*ckin’ with me before rap
i was the problem the whole time, but i won’t admit that
walk in the function, i pull out a hoe radar
the hoes start runnin’ from me, but they won’t get far
my bro had to take me because i don’t got a car
i remember this one girl cut me and it left a scare (i kinda miss her)
sh*t, posted with the money gang, i don’t know who the brеad winner
she wanted to go out, but i found out shе had a body so i never took her to dinner
i don’t know if i’d rather f*ck up my lungs, or f*ck up my liver
bro told me to breath air, i told him he a b*tch
you only live once so you won’t smoke?
bruh you a b*tch
you usin’ accusations from the 7th grade to call people a snitch
i taught my lil’ bro to aim so he wouldn’t need a switch
i’m on the porch, and i’m lookin’ at trees
i’m on the porch, and i’msmokin’ some tree
she wanna talk so i told her, “whats deez?”
i got a bunch of white boys who a fan of me just like i’m lil b
if a bad b*tch tries talkin’ to me, i run
i pull up to the party, and n0bodys smoking, that’s not fun
she had another guy added on snap, i’m said, “i’m done” (done)
but, even then, she added me first so you can tell me who won
bro pulled up with the cart, he said he only got one
my new plug is a girl
i asked her if she wanted to smoke and she said, “no”
i* i said that’s okay, you’re probably a hoe (what the f*ck is bro yappin’ about)
nevermind, i’m just kidding, i got h*lla hoes
i’m chuggin’ some gas station alcohol
i might go and wash it down with fentanyl
she askin’ me, “are you okay?” i said, “not at all”
i’m makin’ money from winter until fall
i’m scared my new girl wanna facetime, so i leave her on delivered (brr)
i f*ckin’ hate facetime, and if you ask me to facetime, i’ma leave you on delivered
bro tried to press me, and i said, “shiver me timbers”
it’s cold as f*ck in the room, i’m startin’ to shiver (alright, this the next verse)
i’m in my room high as f*ck, i can’t text back
i’m in my room high as f*ck, wonderin’ where my card at
bro said he likes camo, so i asked him “what’s marpat” (dammnn)
big ass beam on the glock, gon’ aim where your heart at (d*mnnn)
shoutout snapchat, they deleted all my accounts (dammmn)
they let content creators post recipes for edibles, but when i post the shroom emoji they gon’ delete my account
my runner gave me my split, i told him, “that’s not the right amount”
bro, why the f*ck did snapchat delete all my accounts?
walk in the function, i’m holdin’ an rpg
walk in the function, and everybody know me
bro said he got an 8th for 45, bruh that’s just baloney
said he more up than me, but last time i checked he was below me
walk in the function, i tell yo b*tch to blow me
i’m in food lion with a $2000 fit
said, “i don’t wanna facetime,” and she threw a fit
“hold on bro, this spot looks good, can you take a pic?”
told him it was delta 8 but really it was nic
sold bro a fake cart, and it f*ckin’ k!lled him
bro tried to hit my blunt, and it f*ckin’ k!lled him
if i ever said, “i smoke gas,” i’m lyin’, i smoke f*ckin’ fentanyl
you report doordash drivers over a $22 or* order, thinkin’ it’s a method
bruh, i’m f*ckin’ appalled
hold on, now i wanna talk somethin’ personal
left her on delievered, ’cause she annoyin’ as f*ck
i said, “it’s nothin’ personal”
bro short as f*ck, like he lil uzi vertical
we pull out them scalpels, sh*t gon’ get surgical
met this girl on tinder
she bad as f*ck, but i’m scared she think i’m weird
for some reason growin’ up, i wanted to look like osama bin laden
that’s the only reason i wanted a beard
we pull ‘im* we pu* p* pu* pphfff
we put that beam on him, and he froze up like a f*ckin’ deer
bro hasn’t even tried p*ssy yet, and he sayin’ he queer
[outro]
the h*ll? (bum)
gang, money gang
big pirate ship boys
man, rip larry, rip sebastian, rip jfk
rest in peace xxaniii, uh, f*ckin’, um ([?])
big pirate sh*t boys, big money gang ([?])
big f*ckin’, uh, yung vasectomy boys ([?])
money gang 666 (f*ck unitedmasters)
f*ckin’, shoutout 30kbands
shoutout my d*ck
yeah

- 30globzilla lyrics

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