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usual - kiyarts lyrics

f*cked his b*tch she ain’t knowing i put her ass on onlyfans
had to put a play in motion whipped the brick up with a pan
kick her ass right to the curb now they calling me jackie chan
booked a flight i’m out at phoenix i’m f*cking a cardinals fan

she ain’t wanna f*ck with me and now i’m up
kick her ass right out the house i kick that ho just like my cup
pretty b*tches at my shows i’m attracting h*lla sl*ts
i get high but on the low i’m rolling gas up in a blunt

i know you see me come and f*ck with me
feel like dave blunts yeah i always bring the cup with me
my pockets getting fatter you’d think they’ve indulged in gluttony
i took your b*tch and f*cked her you can bet i kept her company

feel likе dax b*tch ima pull up with a flame
i don’t shop at saks fifth all you other p*ssies lamе
cruising with a bad b*tch, yeah i’m riding in a tank
don’t know who her dad is that’s why she’s f*cking with the gang

life is f*cking great this sh*t been beautiful
feds been on my ass i got the scripts to pharmaceuticals
i’m in the f*cking stu your ass is working in a cubical
yeah i’ve been in my bag today that sh*ts the f*cking usual

i must work for nintendo way i pull up with the switch
feel like kanye off the henny going brazy in this b*tch
said i knew this sh*t would pop i had a feeling off the rip
f*cked her ass after we done i made her walk round with a limp
shawty talking crazy ask her whatcu wanna do
i’ve been poppin sh*t you prolly see me on the news
sippin onnat drank lil b*tch ain’t sippin on no booze
slide around with f*cking sticks i’m kinda feeling like jack hughes

that lil b*tch is sentimental but remorse is what i lack
i talk sh*t on instrumentals and i’m blowing b*tches backs
diggin dirt up on ya boy yeah leave that sh*t up in the past
said i feel like lil tecca me and her would never last

send my x b*tch to sp*ce ima call up elon musk now
talk my sh*t like youngboy but the kid ain’t signed to motown
like a fatass motherf*cker keep on getting more pounds
said her ass a ghetto princess take that b*tch to poundtown

roll a spliff up with that gas i get to clearing out my mind
i was down up on my ass and now my pants say number nine
ima heavenly ascend up off this gas like lil shine
me and my b*tch both like f*cking i guess that’s the tie that binds

bout time that i get my kudos
balling on a different level my ass ain’t in juco
f*cked his b*tch in gucci flip flops feelin like i’m pluto
this lil spanish b*tch just topped me off i told her mucho gusto

like it’s 2017, finna start rocking supreme
if that b*tch she really love me tell that ho to pour my lean
i ain’t really get the message feels like i’m on dnd
poured up too much dirty mud in sprite i’m stuck up in a dream

- kiyarts lyrics

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