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asmr - ham sandwich (usa) lyrics

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[intro]
ay
ya
woah, woah
hey (million dollars)
chill out, bro
look
(woah)

[verse]
not at the gym, but i’m raising the bar
open my third eye, you stay in the dark
n*ggas pop out, and you stay in the car
catching him slippin’, i gave him a scar
long nose chopper, look like a far
you in your house when i stomp in your yard
just pulled your b*tch like a yu*gi*oh! card
i gotta whisper like asmr

i caught that p*ssy inside my condolences
i let her crash, ‘cause she scared of the homelessness
[?]
you n*ggas cap, hope n0body notices
don’t have a heart, don’t know what emotion is
down the whole bottle, don’t care what the dosage is
pop half a xan, i’m losing my focusness
f*ck with me wrong and i’m leaving you motionless

that was edgy (yessir)
my life in anime, edgy (oo)
top of the game, boy, i’m feeling like reggie
i’m not a baby, i love eating veggies
i’m in your nightmares, freddy
popping up anywhere, look like roesetti
he say he hard, wet him up, he spaghetti (brrrr*ah)
big body n*gga, i feel like a yeti (yessir)

that was a lie, i am not big body
but that’s why i walk around with a shotty
put that n*gga in a box like he roddy
that n*gga catching more rounds than and audi
i cut him up and flush his body down the potty
chopper chop a n*gga up like karate (brrrr*ah)
i ball like i’m scotty
i’m balling, piscotty
in masaerati, with a lil hotty, boy, wait (ooo*ah)

i’m on a mission to make acquisitions (yessir)
eating these rappers, they very nutritious (yessir)
eating that p*ssy, that sh*t is delicous (scrumptious)

i might pull up on that b*tch with a fork, a knife, and some b*tter, that p*ssy gourmet
ice on my wrist, like it’s hot in the summer and i’m tryna eat me a melting sorbet
talking to women is not my forte

i let the money do it
because everybody on the planet fluid
know i’m ’bout my bag, i’m always getting to it (cash)
the success is special, ain’t no reproducing (cash)
f*cking with the squad and end up with contusions
like a pokémon that’s in the state “confusion”
he thought he could beat me, it was all illusion
knock some sense into him, now he disillusioned, godd*mn

thought i was done
had to run and get the gun
i let the burner get hot, he tryna cross me up, and that n*gga get cooked like a bun
you trying hard, but i do this for fun
i’m blowing up, some like a nuke how a n*gga the hottest thing under the sun, b*tch

[outro]
ooo*aah

- ham sandwich usa lyrics

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