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lirik lagu gay friends – acid souljah

(the industrial revolution has been a disaster for the human race)

(so evil boyz)

[verse 1 : acid souljah]
i can teach you how to cook
i can teach you how to chef
i can teach you how to be task force to the death
i done repped the based god like my whole life
i don’t know how fake based people even sleep at night
i’m off a percocet i need that to sleep at night
my haters down bad and they highkey hate their life
if i feel bad i’mma just go book a flight
that b*tch off the percocet she look like monster high
i’m taking dabs back to back i’m getting h*lla fried
b*tch mob, b*tch mob i always rep the b*tch mob
thank you to the f*cking basеd god
take a acid tab now i’m trapped in based world
my wholе life i feel like i been trapped up in based world
high as f*ck with long hair they thought i was from wayne’s world
i ain’t watching no mtv bullsh*t
i f*ck your grandma then i steal her scripts
i see percocert, oxy, and valium
i already know my fiends will give me all their money just so they can get one of them
this b*tch must be crazy
she smoke it off the foil but she think i wanna f*ck her
b*tch i wouldn’t f*ck no b*tch that smoke perc off the foil
my haters be the type of people that be hitting vapes with burnt coils (sh*sh*shadow)
my haters be the type of people that inhale heavy metals
you can talk sh*t but you are not on my level
in the based world they treat me like a a f*cking general
in the based world they treat me like a
(the police will never find the bodies)

[verse 2 : acid souljah]
chris
when i die and go to based world i’mma dam near run the sh*t
i got scientology money in my pockets but i ain’t getting funded by no bullsh*t
l. ron hubbard in my left pocket
tom cruise in my right pocket
my haters be like r. kelly trapped up in the closet
i’ont even got a problem if you in the closet
all my g*y friends cool as f*ck
i’m smoking weed with my g*y friends
i’ll hit l!cks with my g*y friends
with my g*y friends in the mercedes benz
and we finna hit a l!ck
my g*y bro on grindr and he setting up l!cks
we finna rob a old man who like 56
he tought that he was getting d*ck but we pulled up with sticks
we got magazines we got drums and banana clips
i act c*cky cause i got a big banana d*ck
touch down in new york i start making hits
and her last man was trash he be riding d*ck
in my dms trynna get a open
trynna link up so we can get recording
b*tch i don’t wanna do a song
i’m with christ dillinger pouring green
we fell asleep on the subway
i dont know for how long
this gas pack hit my lungs like mortal kombat d*mn this sh*t really strong

(evil empire new yorks down south supplier, we got it for cheap, 1000 grams uncut to the gut)

(shadowman 13 real fentanyl music )

- acid souljah

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