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anemic - davidthetragic lyrics

[intro: davidthetragic]
put in that work devin
uh, uh, yeah, yeah
be on, huh, huh
mm, mm, mm (mm*mm)
mm, look, yeah (ayy, ayy)

[chorus: davidthetragic]
anemic, hard as f*ck, anemic, anemic (woah, d*mn)
oh, they say they love you? they don’t mean it (what else?)
oh, she said she love me, boy, i don’t think she mean it, she meanie (yeah)
huh (d*mn), i don’t think she mean it (d*mn, woah, woah, woah, woah)

[verse 1: davidthetragic]
i was sh*ttin’ on these boys when i was breathin’ (d*mn)
looks like i’m the menace though (d*mn), triggers in my shoulder blades (what else?)
n*ggas swagger devent (woah, woah, woah)
and way before the [?] house (yeah), we was makin’ hits (huh)
we would go like four*for*four but f*ck a [?], b*tch (yeah, d*mn)
you won’t catch my over*smokin’ ass rollin’ a skimp (i can’t, ooh)
i can’t f*ck with everyone, these n*ggas really weird (d*mn)
and that’s coming from me, so y’all be really weird
lemme f*ck her with her mind then i f*ck her from the rear
then i look her in her eyes and i tell her how i feel
i ain’t set it down for sh*t, better show me guap for real
i be splurgin’ on my b*tch, i can’t spend sh*t on myself (ok, ok, huh)
[chorus: davidthetragic]
anemic, hard as f*ck, anemic, anemic (woah, d*mn)
oh, they say they love you? they don’t mean it (what else?)
oh, she said she love me, boy, i don’t think she mean it, she meanie (yeah)
huh, i don’t think she mean it (what else? woah)

[verse 2: kenny mason]
ayy, we piped at the function, we had queen sh*t, king sh*t
it’s a puppy world, now i touched down and took a mean p*ss
can’t perform, but i’m still getting rich in quarantine, b*tch (yeah)
she popped in my dm, saw the pics, said, “d*mn!”
these hoe’s pay for followers, i get paid to rock a shirt
i just made lil’ shawty squirt, she gon’ wet up all my shirts
i’m on kenny timin’, any time i can show, i don’t work
i can let you go at any time, i know it’s not gon’ hurt
keep on tryn’ level over me, gon’ make your pockets hurt
i’m not even talkin’ sh*t, [?] my ass and pop my sh*t
they thought i was signed before i signed because my knot was big
i went on the crowd, got [?]
dropped it then the plot got thick
pistol on my brother just for defense, bring grip
treat ’em like my blood even if this sh*t anemic, anemic

- davidthetragic lyrics

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