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nami dead - lil tsunami lyrics

[intro]
(laughter)
ethan, b*tch!

[verse]
rape that boy with glocks, so we left his ass with trauma
how the f*ck you don’t get p*ssy, but you got three baby mamas?
whippin’ an srt ’cause i don’t f*ck wi’ hondas
yo’ b*tch got steamy p*ssy, that shi’ hot like a sauna
how you scammin’, but you broke, you don’t even got a cash app card
broke ass n*ggas really can’t afford a cash app card
yo’ b*tch won’t give me nun’, so i hit her with a check like mike
call me big swoosh, ’cause i’m goin’ through checks like nike
n*ggas broke as f*ck, they can’t afford an editing software
this n*gga chase sixteen, n’ he already got gray hair!
all this lean i be drinkin’ turning me into a zombie
i be sippin’ wock for fun, like that sh*t a new hobby
sippin’ on wock for fun, like my middle name lucki!
i don’t want no p*ssy, lil b*tch, gеt on the ground and suck me!
i don’t want no p*ssy b*tch, give mе a f*ckin’ sandwich
why you put it in the microwave, this b*tch burned the f*ckin’ sandwich!
say h*llo to my little friend, like my name was scarface
as soon as you get some money, old n*ggas wanna resurface
can’t let ’em do that though, only stick wi’ my day ones
f*cked a b*tch from squid game, her name was day*sun
i can’t get off scam rap, i’m just not evolvin’
how you broke but got a gucci belt, please do the solvin’
put the tip in her mouth, and now that sh*t is disolvin’
sh*t felt so good, so i had to go b*lls in!
“what happened to tsunami?” that lil n*gga’s f*ckin’ dead
i don’t wanna hear a life story, just better give me f*ckin’ head
n*ggas wanna switch up when they see you got some f*ckin’ bread
bro was sneak dissin’ so i hit him with this f*ckin’ lead
had to k!ll this white boy ’cause his name was chuck
this b*tch was givin’ head, n’ it sound like a f*ckin’ duck
got something to drink, now she wan’ know who rang her
got these bullets packin’ iron, so i put ’em on a hanger
bullets packin’ iron, so we put ’em on a t*shirt!
i can’t drink no more lean, that sh*t start to make my t**th hurt!
you’re not a punch god, n*gga your name is f*ckin’ julius
[?] the punch god n*gga, and his name was f*ckin’ julius
ran up wi’ all black masks, he don’t know who’s doin’ this
he ain’t recognize me, but he know who this toolie is
hit ‘im on the shoulder, now he playin’ dead like a hooligan
so i shot him again, that boy think i’m a fool of his!
these bullets are package deal, you can get ’em two*for*one
you don’t want that, then you can get empty wit’ the whole drum
put it all in ‘er mouth, she look like a bowl of cum
her face got glazed, so she look like a honey bun
caught that boy lackin’, so we shot ‘im under the sun
i say “yeah, don’t speak, he know what happen to your cousin”
shot ‘im in the mcdonald’s while he was gettin’ some mclovin
all his fries were droppin’, n*gga these bullets was dumpin’
ayy, ethan just dropped, send the music, get to thumpin’
[outro]
(laughter)
renxethan hoe

- lil tsunami lyrics

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