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okay, if you say so - vic apollo lyrics

b*tch, i’m ten toes
you already know
i need cash*flow
need the money vecchio
b*tch, i’m ten toes
you already know
i need cash*flow
need the money vecchio
i’m a assh0l*, i got no soul
okay, if you say so
i’m a assh0l*, i got no soul
okay, if you say so
you could be whatever in this universe
chose to be star
i got both hands up your b*tch skirt
play it like guitar
if i ever have to put you on a t*shirt
it would take one call
sometimes i feel just like a introvert
fly on the wall

feel like elon i might just leave earth
tryna make it right is making sh*t worse
been livin’ so fast it feel like reverse
i thought i was dying, it was rebirth
in the end hope you get what you deserve
i’m sorry that i left, i know that sh*t hurt
i feel just like a skater how i hit curbs
now i keep my iphone on do not disturb
yeah, yeah
i keep my sh*t on the low, they try to stick their nose
i know one day we all gon’ fall, we just dominoes
yeah, everything that i touch, it turn to gold
yeah, deep down always knew one day you would call
i’m a assh0l*, sick need paracetamol, uh
i’m a sad soul, i’m stuck in a black hole
the snakes gon’ go wherever the grass grow
fiasco, this might be my last hope
b*tch, i’m ten toes
you already know
i need cash*flow
need the money vecchio
b*tch, i’m ten toes
you already know
i need cash*flow
need the money vecchio
i’m a assh0l*, i got no soul
okay, if you say so
i’m a assh0l*, i got no soul
okay, if you say so

you could be whatever in this universe
chose to be star
i got both hands up your b*tch skirt
play it like guitar
if i ever have to put you on a t*shirt
it would take one call
sometimes i feel just like a introvert
fly on the wall

my hands up her skirt, make her p*ssy purr
i get on her nerves, she get insecure
“tell me, do you even care where my heart burns?”
she say, “you’ll get what you deserve, i give you my word”
please don’t ask me ’bout my past, shawty, it’s a blur
i don’t ever learn my lessons ’til they reoccur
never ever lived this life, think this is my first
i don’t really have a choice, f*ck what i prefer
i let your shawty give me brain like a f*cking nerd
i told her, baby, you the sh*t, you shoulda been a t*rd
well, baby, would you love me if i was at my worst
and, baby, when i die will you put me on your shirt?

- vic apollo lyrics

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