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no place like hell (remix) - komato$e lyrics

[verse 1: komato$e]
yuh
pull up wit a stick, b-tch, i pull up with my wrists slit
i pull up with your b-tch, b-tch, i’m sippin’ dirt, i spritz it
i’m runnin’ out of drank (po’ up)
bad withdrawals within these walls, so then i start to faint (ok)
i don’t recall what happened next, so i’ma get this paint (cash)
paypal ballin’ with sky lex, who tryna make this bank? (who?)
work all d-mn day ‘til nothing’s left
the commas ain’t makin’ me happy, i’m paying them no mind (no mind)
i’m on a lot of roxicodone, i’m drugged out of yo mind (yo mind)
i pull up in whips from andromeda, dammit, i’m so high (smoke up)
that chopper with silencer on it make beats that are lo-fi
h-ll is real, h-ll is where your brain never adjusts, bruh
how’s it feel knowing that it don’t get better? not once
mentally ill, i roll down the hill, pick up that boulder & roll it right over
my skin color corny to internet wh0r-s & a couple of men in their 40s
so what?

[hook: komato$e]
ain’t no place in this world like h-ll
broke and broken down under moonlight, pale
lookin’ like i’m bound in this industry to fail
got another problem with me? keep it to yourself

[interlude: komato$e & ]
ayyo, hold up
look
f-ck drako vulgar
& f-ck jed the sloth (f-ck em!)

[bridge: komato$e]
h-ll is real, h-ll is where your brain never adjusts, bruh
how’s it feel knowing that it don’t get better? not once
mentally ill, i roll down the hill, pick up that boulder & roll it right over
my skin color corny to internet wh0r-s & a couple of men in their 40s
so what?

[verse 2: 90s bambino]
run up all alone
b-tch i’m in this song
you ain’t seen me like you see me since i birthed all these clones
now i’m burying all my clones and then i’m stack my money home
like alicia melchiott i’m getting bread while toting guns

let the new boys have their fun, wear designer and eyeliner
lean on me like a recliner, get co-signers and headliners
to be honest i’m just tired of suburban gothboi liars
i do me by me i’m 3, trinity like i’m divine and then i’m gone

tell me where i stopped
tell me when to stop
i ain’t carti but this party got me saggin on my glock
used to trip bout sh-t a lot, nowadays i’m never trippin
‘less its tenstripe or that white, then u’ll prolly catch me geekin’

- komatoe lyrics

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