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out - eiburie lyrics

losers green, b*tch i’m mean
run them pockets, i’m on screen
shade of red, on my house
story closed, b*tch i’m out
shut the f*ck up b*tch i’m still talking
hit a clip on you, im still walking
i dont trip on weed, you gon’ plummet
i just feel like speed, i’m a drop it
bye bye, bye bye
i dont care no more
bi bi, bis*xual, bye bye
i*i, i just feel the same
i*i, yea i f*ck the same
took some numbers off your block chain
you not funny or that mental, you got no brain
sippin’ money or that suit case
totalled up your scores, you got no games
i just bartered what you gave me
took it for occasion just not lightly
tripled up my ex’s with a condom
l!cked your f*cking food i got a problem
running marathons, intervals and the seconds
i be tearing up that track, (yuh) i’m like nascar
burning on that street, like that black tar
i jus massed a fellow white, he behind bars
ok b*tch i jus take it in the best way
you be folded like a sub, call me subway
i’m rebecca black the way its friday
i just ate a chip the way your body lays
bored in my room, i’m on top
singles in, ima drop
shoutout music, shoutout trout
like a dad, b*tch i’m out
losers green, b*tch i’m mean
run them pockets, i’m on screen
shade of red, on my house
story closed, b*tch i’m out

- eiburie lyrics

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