
that wasn't very cash money of you - ego drip lyrics
getting panic attacks, i need benzos
feel like the f*ck is this meant for
sh*t getting so bad, i need ten of those
’til i forget this song’s mo’f*ckin’ tempo
uh, f*ck, sit in my living room shivering
like i be lost in my ice while it’s glistening
f*ck would i wanna be rich, i don’t give a sh*t
waking and living is everyday misery
p*ssy got clout, now he claim that he suffering
crying in the benz, b*tch boy you can stuff it
i ain’t got a godd*mn thing in my pocket
cause i don’t got a b*tch in my mo’f*ckin’ budget
keep on tryna push me, i ain’t f*ckin’ budging
i ain’t gon’ mo’f*ckin’ move for you
hate all you punk motherf*ckers who think they unusual
y’all going right to your funeral
i heard your sh*t and it sounded so juvenile
wrote better sh*t in my notebook i doodled in
back in the third grade, b*tch
cross me, you gon’ need some first aid, b*tch
i just came to f*ck around and murk they sh*t
digging in the mud, on my dirt face sh*t
b*tches claim they fire, but you lying cause i heard y’all spit
so i’m blowing out your flame like a birthday wish
i can’t, mo’f*ckin’ stand all you clowns
acting like y’all ever getting handed the crown
b*tch, man the f*ck up and i’ll handle it now
cause i doubt y’all can even throw down anyway
like d*mn, all y’all wanna make enemies
i’m that f*ckin’ under two hundred pound heavyweight
like d*mn, all y’all wanna be mini*me since i changed
get your own lane, ain’t a thing left to say
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