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bitch i need charcuterie board - ericdoa lyrics

lyrics from twitch stream

[intro]
niztopia, niztopia
niztopia, niztopia
yeah

[verse]
niz need a verse, so i’ma go right now
i don’t— oh f*ck, i just dropped the d*mn mic
but i don’t care, baby
you know that i got some f*cking nice hair, baby
uh, yeah, uh, wait
mm, f*ck
shoulda did this sh*t when i had a f*ckin’ mic
but it’s inside a storage unit two thousand miles away from the crib that i’m at right now
shout out my mom, shout out my dad, shout out my bunny
boy, you know i talk— oh that sh*t ain’t funny
uh, mm, yeah
uh
up a pole on him like it’s f*ckin’ [dee’s day?]
i’ma pull up on niz, we gon’ get a cheese plate
uh, yeah, have a free day
mm, yeah, sippin’ frito*lay
play the beat out the speakers with, f*ck— frito*lays are chips
that’s not a d*mn drink, my fault
but i play the d*mn beat out the speakers, left my headphones in cali’
b*tch, you know i’m baddie, you know i’m a baddie
b*tch, i keep it fatty, wait i, hold up, huh*huh, huh*huh
uh, uh*huh, ha*ha, okay
okay, start naming sh*t that’s in my childhood bas*m*nt
there’s a f*cking plank of plywood
there’s a f*cking fish tank filter
there’s a— why’d the beat stop?
there’s a ac on the ground
there’s a glade air freshener, b*tch, you know i’m fresher
got the pressure
hashtag f*ck my life, boy, you know what we on
f*ck music, f*ck my job, f*ck my car, f*ck my wife
f*ck my everything, f*ck my boss
(why’d the be—, uh, h*llo?)
(why the f*ck did the beat stop again?)
if you could hear that, lowkey, my mom playing piano upstairs, so that means i could be loud
b*tch, what you know about smoking on loud?
b*tch, what the f*ck you know ’bout—? uh, ayy, ayy, ayy
uh
b*tch, we do a song wars
ayy, meet me the lil’, huh, huh, boo
what the f*ck you know about—? ayy, woah, ayy
ayy, f*ck a song wars, b*tch, i need charcuterie board
b*tch, oh, f*ck, i just knocked over that cloud converter
b*tch, and you know i really need a squirter
my mom probably think i’m bugging down here, but it’s fine ’cause i got to—
wait, d*mn, this beat long as sh*t, and there— one, one more bridge
i don’t give a f*ck, ayy, hey, hey
why the f*ck do things cost so much now? this sh*t really suck
i swear that i might have to get a job, this sh*t is tough
yeah*yeah, yeah*yeah
yeah*yeah, yeah*yeah
yeah*yeah, yeah*yeah
b*tch, when i go restaurants i order large fries
it doesn’t matter if 2hollis like guys
i’ma pull up in that motherf*ckin’ good, ayy
pull up in that motherf*ckin’, i don’t give a d*mn
pull up in that motherf*ckin’ green eggs and ham
pull up in that motherf*ckin’ peanut b*tter jam
uh, car slam, when i pull up, grand slam
uh, and yo’ b*tch wanna touch up on my hand
i said no ’cause i’m taken
i’m— i’m j—, hey, ayy
i eat jerk chicken jamaican, hey
she wanna touch my [?] hey, hey
can’t f*ck with the pig, yeah, no bacon, hey
i switch the voice up, yeah
yeah*yeah
[outro]
oh, man
i retire, i don’t think i can do this anymore, man

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