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dgtl footprint - kwite lyrics

[verse 1]
bought a new glock off a etsy
imma try and buy that private island off a epstein
gotta get my pecs big enough, i can breastfeed
calves big as f*ck, cause i’m driftin’ on the ten speed
whip sound like a jetski, insides fleshy
plenty cholesterol, but my heart’s still empty
making money off of these kids like i’m nestle
smokin’ on this wood got me higher than the rents be; plan b

[verse 2]
no one knows me right away, the hoodie’s lefty
you’re an npc and i don’t do quests*free
ball sack lookin’ like a 4*piece from wendy’s
his d*ck crack my back likе an old*school desk seat
when hе’s done usin’ me, i won’t be left standing
got tiny arms but my reach still expanding
love bein’ a sheep, only do sh*t if it’s trendy
life’s black and white film, my scene full of pen ink
[verse 3]
my gums crawlin’ back like my hairline
it’s why i’m covered up during airtime, my face like bendy’s
only care about myself i’m worse than greg heffley
i can suck my own d*ck, cause i was born leg breeched
i can waste your time like you’re tryna make the deaf see
imma legalize child labor, don’t elect me
courtside at your demise, yeah, i got the best seat
getting sodomized on my mind, it’s interesting
had a food baby then i flushed it i’m a deadbeat
everything about me’s a character, a set piece
sh*t’s a bigger lie then when they said we gettin’ debt relief
it’s required: “play a g*y guy at the test read”
d*ck so good that i died, imma rest in peace
laundering my money buyin’ robux, check please

[verse 4]
scammin’ programmers for some cash is my next thing
you better f*ck with k*marts, or we ain’t goin’ be friendly
don’t shoot subliminals, i won’t know you meant me
address me directly, brain dead, head’s empty
but i’m in your head, no utilities its rent free
i make your thoughts race like they in the grand prix
rabid freaks on my tweets ask “please send feet”
i think of the worst thing i can, then press “send tweet”
[verse 5]
out the working class, now i’m ballin’ in the gentry
ballin’ in the big leagues how tyler “ninja” blevins be (the f*ck)
beat my d*ck rare, cause i only f*ck with red meat
spittin’ white sh*t when i’m done like the weddell sea
i don’t ever come up out my cave like i’m kenny beats
make the p*ssy growl got it goin’ “rawr xd”
i post a little ass, everyone lookin’ “respectfully”
my body got you stuck staring huh? it’s baby sensory

- kwite lyrics

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