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not a song. - pseudodemonio lyrics

[intro]
hey
alright
yeah this the one right here i thought this was the other one
yeah, bout to talk sweet on this b*tch
whew whew
aye

[holyguacamoleshaanyoumadethat?]

catch you lackin’ at mcdonald’s you get grilled like a mcchicken
better yet you get caught lacking bullets leave you mcdrippin’
you was bout to say you broke bro that info wasn’t missing
betty crocker in my kitchen with my unky and they whipping

its 2024 and you still rocking big jeans
how you 28 years old and you still work big b’s
finished with my work thrusting off with my big cheats
see my belt from the 8 mile with the big c’s

use the ham scamming tactics when i’m talking to your granny
f*ck a gun i got the chip readеr in the gucci f*nny
lance brooks with tool looking like i’m handy manny
got thе handy combo from yo b*tch sh*t sweet feeling jammy
who you calling broke up 15 12’s by 16
ice when i talk super crunchy but you think sweet
game time touchdown in miami rocking 23
you ain’t nod yo head but on the low you don’t hate me

said you is a goat put a t cause that’s the end of it
draw that sh*t then run the play out i’m not popavich
fiending over hoes in the dust like imamovic
if you think i’m losing then i gotta think yo mom a b*tch

yo big ass gang got one whip can yall all fit?
i ain’t sh*ttyboyz but you can taste while my sauce drip
i ain’t finna fight so you better love that coffin
tight*ass jeans with five bands in my pockets

pull the b*tch hair like i’m tryna steer my reindeer
eye drops got em by the case focus stay clear
mama used to tell me play the role like i drank beer
still in high school up a ten bro you stay weird

on a live teaching little kids how to scam
bitmoji looking nice, talking wetter than some pam
triple zero up and out now the b*tches say d*mn
self*scanning with a f*cking bin i be playing jams

burberry shirt d*mn they shoulda f*cking sponsored me
spray cost a check i be walking in apollo creed
2 sticks making fire nah you can’t dodge the beam
on the winning side till i die ain’t no i in team
you can get the copy but you will not get the paste
knock ctrl up off your board but before i hit the “a”
watch me hit my lil dance before i walk into the bank
in the back with yo b*tch get the neck then spray her face

you slid in your girl dms asking when she coming over
sh*t she might be coming home hope to god that she’ll be sober
so much smoke inside the booth, but my water getting colder
i don’t even make music, but my poetry feel like boulders

i don’t even wanna f*ck i just want the head and shoulders
so many blues i might throw some tonight then go roll em
8 projects last year ima grower and a “show*er”
have you seen a band this month dawg this sh*t over?

- pseudodemonio lyrics

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