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ecstacy - lil fiji lyrics

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[hook]
nine pump damage to my heart
f— love. imma rip this s— apart
f— you up so bad, roll you out in a cart
i’m a salty b—- so don’t f—– start. (yuh)

ecstacy. pop it. take it on mars
imma die at 21. my life won’t go far
love life is confusing. leave me with a scar
go star shopping. b—- i don’t shine like a star. (ouu)

got my glock. c-ck it. pop it. now i’m free
go to heaven? no it’s straight h-ll for me
go ahead. f— you. p— on my grave
except for all my friends. you care. you all the same

my love life is stupid. all just a f—— game
the girls were not the problem. i’m just f—— lame
the devil inside of me. needs to be tamed
call me what you want. death come claim my name

(zraxty)
[verse 1]
k!ll a n—- down. i don’t give a f—
shut the f— up. i don’t give a f— about you
little n—- how the f— do you act?
does it look like you don’t act like a real motha f—— n—-?

imma shoot up a n—-. i don’t give a f—
f— this n—- up. i don’t give a f—
lemme go back to my city
k!llin all the bloods. i don’t give a f—

[verse 2]
[?] cause i have the ak47. lemme just shoot up everybody
i don’t give a f— to n0body. lemme just shoot up
and i don’t give a f—. all these n—– make me mad
and i don’t give a f—. lemme just k!ll you b—-

how the f— do you feel? if i shoot you in the motha f—— face
like you did to my old cousins. now you know how i feel
like these mother f—— be k!llin me. and i don’t give a f—
back in my hood. i didn’t give a f— about the bloods

[verse 3]
we stepped up. i don’t give a f— about this s—
lemme just go back to my city. rescue
all these n—– that [?]
and i don’t know how to act my own f—– age

cause their be crips walking. i don’t know how to f—– be this
b—-. lemme just do my own motha f—— s—
lil b—-, how the f— do you know me? try to act like me?
i don’t give a f— about you b—-. just act your own self

[verse 4]
i don’t know how to act my own f—– self
[?] cause i don’t give a f—. little b—- how the f— do you know?
little n—- just shoot you in the motha f—— head
i don’t give a f— about you lil b—-

shut the f— up. i don’t need that s—
i don’t know how to act my own f—– age lil b—-
how the f— do you know s—?
lemme just shoot up all these motha f—— that are dead
(lester)

[hook]
ecstacy. pop it. take it on mars
imma die at 21. my life won’t go far
love life is confusing. leave me with a scar
go star shopping

got my glock. c-ck it. pop. now i’m free
go to heaven. no it’s straight h-ll for me
go ahead. f— you. p— on my grave
except for all my friends. you care. you all the same

my love life is stupid. all just a f—— game
the girls were not the problem. i’m just f—— lame
the devil inside of me. needs to be tamed
call me what you want. death come claim my name

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