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cheap watch - london yellow lyrics

[intro: london yellow]
can you please stop flexing all of that stuff you have? it’s making me upset

[verse 1: london yellow]
i got a watch that cost way less
cause it tells good time and to me, that’s the best
you got a bustdown, that’s an odd flex
man the rolls on your chain, you got souls on your chest
you a whole mean, no h-m-, no g-y
no i’m not cool in any type of way
i just make cool songs and be on the internet
i’m dumb broke, you can tell, that’s a big bet
girls don’t like me, they don’t even get wet
i live with my mom in a small -ss apartment
i don’t even eat, it’s kinda disheartening
all you do is talk about your wealth, it’s r-t-rded
i get it, it’s lit, now shut the f-ck up
i am poor and it makes me wanna die
if you’re so rich, then give me a few bucks
my cashapp is my rap name with a dollar sign

[verse 2: lilc-ckpump]
she lickin’ on my d-ck, just like an ice cream cone
she lickin’ on my d-ck, like a kitty and it’s food bowl
meow, meow, meow, ooh, that’s yummy
i bust in her mouth, keep my kids in her tummy
go dummy, stupid, r-t-rded
my stummy hurts, oh, mommy, i just farted
i need help or some relief
yeah, pepto bismol is all that i eat
i use no lotion when i beat me meat
yeah, dolphinboyz is my gang and that’s sweet (eeh eeh eeh)
eeh eeh eeh when my life completes
stack my money up high from all these streams
it’s not enough and that just stinks
i caught london yellow up in the sheets
i thought he was f-ckin’ on a doja cat
but, literally, it was just a cow (moo!)

[verse 3: london yellow]
i tired of seeing these c–ned out videos
where n-gg-s flex money in front of big fat t-tty hoes
that’s cool and all, but where’s the creativity?
“ooh, add more money to this scene!”
everything in the current state of music is predictable
i’d rather lose my eyes and ears then grow another d-ck to pull
you f-ckin’ imbeciles, you call me special before i tell the principle and get your nipple filled with a slice of cereal
“million dollars on my d-ck, and i’m f-ckin’ on your b-tch
rob your grandma, then i went”
that’s what you sound like and it sounds n-gg-rish
n-gg-, n-gg-, money, drugs, somethin’ ’bout f-ckin’ b-tches
your followers are f-ckin’ slow and do the same sh-t
i am r-t-rded, so i will probably blast it
if you see me in real life, i don’t want my -ss kicked (leave me alone!)

[verse 4: lilc-ckpump]
i don’t want my -ss kicked, but i’ll kick your -sses
and i heard about your grandma, yeah, i f-cked that b-tch flaccid
no condom, no problems
i bust it real quick, then i took her to bahamas
nice trip, like i’m takin’ mushrooms
all these sensations, she the one i look up too
i think i love her, oh, i’m in trouble
sippin’ on this sh-t got me f-cked up, seein’ double
two grandmas and two d-cks
now i f-ck your b-tch on some double pimp sh-t
lil’ c-ck, but my b-lls real big
me and mr. yellow got some pumped up kicks
no foster, we all creators
now i got some mini-kits, like i’m darth vader

- london yellow lyrics

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