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shit, damn, fuck! - pseudodemonio lyrics

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[verse 1]
not nelly but i’m rocking on my drill tip
said you was a k!ller but i’ve never seen you spill sh*t
off*white bucket hat see me i’m on my pill*tip
bucket bucket bucket in the bank mike flynn sh*t

[verse 2]
sh*t f*ck d*mn forcing sh*t my nike check gon’ come in
green beam on the long nose you ain’t see me running
only 16 heavyweight you gon’ think i’m buffing
call yo b*tch again i pick up you gon’ see us f*cking

[verse verse 3.]
sh*t d*mn f*ck bape hoodie gon’ and zip me up
tuss in my cup got me floatin’ like i’m jumping up
kawhi leonard 36 bullets finna rip him up
send him up to god lowercase cause i don’t give a f*ck

[verse 4]
ain’t a sh*t d*mn to give
punching hard like eddie paul get back up and take that miss
i*i*i ain’t throwing hands but you can catch this big sig
finna cop a sugary 8th f*ck a burnt zip.(man f*ck a burnt zip)

it’s 2024 and you don’t have a whip? (f*ck man)
i couldn’t been mad if i got what you give
block a old man on “the ‘gram'” when that sh*t sends
how much is you really making when you worried how you spend
[verse 5]
phew nah nah for real it ain’t no f*cking limit
punching pros harder than chris brown punching up on women
cannot crease a force. so you gotta live it how you get it
can’t rock fakes so you gotta get it how you get it

[verse 6]
money sick it’s multiplying like a f*cking virus
push*push*push out like what’s quiet?
big house with a big gate living private
everybody cards out the deck like a pirate
(sh*t, f*ck, d*mn)

[verse 7]
how you mad bout yo fam like we chose ours?
called dom to the route bag full of old cards
waiting on the truck big house spitting cold bars
how you say that you be roadrunning when you live far?

[verse 8]
if it ain’t triple zero don’t get mad when i talk mean
one man army f*ck a feat or a shared dream
girl be out her pants one week if i talk sweet
i ain’t hear no money i’ma act like i can’t think
[verse 9]
whew
i got cheese on my mind mozzarella brain
same cloth different weapon guess we can’t be cut the same
heavy pressed with the cards i ain’t ever pressing cocaine’
jump for money like i’m mario but i won’t save no dames

in my phone as b*tch two i cannot save no names
b*tch wanna ride i get to clowning her and throwing change
sike can’t even switch the weather she ain’t even blow the gang
and even then before we come to that we f*ckin’ at her place

phew
phew

[verse 10]
then i’m spinning like a dryer
6 scanners on me looking like i work at meijers
but i can’t do that i’m popping now just like some pliers
better yet i’m popping like some water in an oil fire

[verse 11]
i ain’t never played a b*tch game down to hopscotch
got my heart broke i locked in ” shh” top*notch
everybody gone when they seen i had to toss rocks
where’s all the love when you’re down and you get lost?
[verse 12]
f*ck it, i became animatronic
finna plague her with my sauce today i feel bubonic
finna slip out the back door something like bluebonnet
sad story sad story man you sounding like a sonnet

[verse 13 ]
so to h*ll with them old friends
wounds healed times end
i guess if you not with me now we cannot keep it cash again
everything at my disposal just for me to make an m
even if they don’t believe i’ll
x10 x10 x10 x10 x10 x10 x10 x10 x10x10x10x10x10*

[instrumental outro]

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