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acceptance - trash manifest lyrics

[verse 1: nullified & trash manifest ]
suckin’ d-cks right on the block
find me a guy, and suck on his c-ck
ride on his rod, give him the shlop
-n-l is how i be gettin my rocks off
i got a fetish for g-y s-x
be like a cowboy, c-m in the haystacks
thinking bout boy b-tts make me drool
especially the ones that are still in school
(what the f-ck?)

wait, what?

nah, nah, nah, don’t worry about it (f-ck off)

i mean, sh-t, i like them boys
call me a child, i still play with toys
the ones– the ones that– look like– p-n-s (d-ck)
jackin’ off 4 boys feelin’ like grievous
smokin’ on d-ck, and sippin’ on s-m-n
having s-x with men, don’t have no meaning
livin’ this g-y life’s what i’m dreaming

i was living life so wrong
talkin’ ’bout p-ssy, when i wanted schl-ng
thought i was straight, but i’m f-ckin g-y
now i am livin’ the f-ggotry way
touchin boy b-tts and boy peenay
mouth full of d-ck, what can i say
d-ck on my mind, you might call me cray
time to admit, that i’m f-ckin g-y

[verse 2: trash manifest]
okay so i guess i’m g-y, plot twist (plot twist)
but now i know what’s up with me
no more days spent in confusion (confusion)
’bout my s-xuality
pull up to nearest g-y bar in town, leather on my body all up and down
rubbers in my wallet it’s goin down, when you’re between the sheets you’re not gonna frown
eatin’ the -ss like it’s sweet candy apple
dudes on my p-b-s like i told them to grapple
nut is real sweet ’cause i ate the pineapple (mmmm!)
dudes are on me like white chicks are on snapple
don’t expect me to make some change
just because i came out as g-y
not bouta start saying “yas queen slay”
or goin’ to dancing practice, ballet
bbs straight outta the closet
gettin’ these checks so i’m makin’ deposits
yarmouth dudes lookin’ like they need a faucet (wash yourself)
they need to shower, grease makin’ me vomit

[outro]
yeah, people need to wash
just take a shower, man, honestly
like, it’s not hard to go under some hot water
or some soap
anyway, uhh
last track, i think
alright, yeet, bois
share this album with your friends, neighbors

- trash manifest lyrics

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