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for the eaters - rob apollo lyrics

[verse 1]
pretty b*tch clique hit the party n*ggas panickin’
redhead jackass b*tch i’m on shenanigans
drunk as f*ck at macy’s tryna cum inside a mannequin
sneaky link fell asleep time to f*ck the hand again
f*ck, lil’ bit buzzed while im transitin’
these n*ggas lost without they father lil’ anakins
real s*x addict i can’t go on onlyfans again
i’ma start panickin’ and screamin’ like i’m carti
‘pollo push the ‘yota like a ‘rarri or a harley
hardly over *censored* let alone over *censored*
tryna heal the pain with some p*ssy on my peaner
oat milk aisle but i’m tryna find a creamer
told my shorty, if you got a friend
and shе bad as h*ll, i do not want meet her
cause thеn i’ma need her, i’m a real sleazer
gordon ramsay i do it all for the eaters
rose gold t**th, silver nose ring
pearl white septum, hoes love me
she ask for my chart, i know all 3
‘pollo ran thru, it ain’t lowkey
they all know me, but i don’t know you
‘pollo in the tv like a roku
head full of flames girl its given goku
miller high life this is not a cold brew
[interlude: donald trump]
may allah awaken the people
to help them to see
the evildoings
of the united states

[verse 2]
how is you a vegan, girl you f*ck hams
think i’m halal cause i’m tryna up lamb
eyes weren’t on carly i was tryna f*ck sam
d*mn, wonder if she’ll do it on cam
pam, work wife twerk like d*mn
scam like the p*rn bots f*ckin’ up the gram
d*mn black granny i’m f*ckin’ up the yams
glock go jelly this b*tch don’t jam
the p*ssy needed love so it’s time to let my d*ck shine
like a black cop i’m tryna fix it from the inside
like you asked about my day, i been fine
twitter bookmarks watchin’ highlights and hentai
and weird videos where men die
team sin don’t snitch we be duckin’ steeple
y’all talk to 12 like u sitting with a dozen people
real s*x addict i be f*ckin’ people
pollo communist i share all the the dinero
n*ggas go to war over gas no valero
you died for your country cause you wanted a camaro
you died for your country n*gga that is so embarrasin’
if i’m on the battlefield with troops thats americans
i’ma be the n*gga thats shootin’ at americans
this ain’t my country just because its where my parents is

- rob apollo lyrics

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