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lirik lagu goodbye lil gotteem, hello death – lil gotteem

all tryhards like eli should die
i’m funna pop yo -ss wit a nine
purple purple purple like lean
carrots

ya ay touché
mr hickey get a toupe
f-ck a like groupie
cushioned like whoopie

my last song of my career
f-ck you so hard you’ll shed a tear
especially while you’re drunk off of beer
i am not g-y (i’m g-y)

21 savage is my favorite rapper
if you don’t like him then you’re a cracker
my mom doesn’t like him so i’ll whack her
i’m original you can’t steal my swagger

goodbye 2.0 and trash can
they’re both dead in the back of my van
i want to have a tan like hayward
when i pinch you you’ll be hurt (skrt)

i’m leaving the game as a legend
never gonna get a girl pregnant
200 chromosomes like i’m kevin
my head is lookin like an eggplant (throw back)

carl wheezer with the crossiant
f-ck people with crusty baguettes
if you have one you’re a f-ggot
baguettes never taunt my crossiants

i like drinking figi water
if you mess with my cat you’re a gone (gun noise)
none of songs are yawners
b-n-r is actually b-n-r

know real ones that like sw-nging
my d-ck out its hanging
(silence)
(silence)

bring back the beat till a girl leaks
i don’t know what 1+1 is
that proves that i’m not a geek
i’m gonna make you swallow my jizz

driving ms daisy but with a scooter
i like seeing big t-tties at hooters
beating my meat till i skeet
do it so hard that i get weak

i beat my meat every day of the week
that’s just something that all men need
my lettuce in my groceries is always green (throwback)
i got broads in atlanta (git!)

squad up and we’ll fill our cups
i’m not g-y so we don’t squeeze nuts
a b-tch asked me if i wanna f-ck
i told the b-tch of course duh!

lure your b-tch into my trap
then i’m tired so i take a nap
she escaped so she got whacked
if you wanna beef you’ll get capped

f-ck you eli you annoying piece of sh-t
if you open your mouth my d-ck i will stick
then i’m gonna make you l1ck
so stop talking when i record you b-tch

jareds a stupid jew talking bout fousetube
i will go take a poo on his face
then i will vape and i’m gonna lace my f-cking cape
then tape his mouth shut then he’ll be f-cked
in the b-tt and somebody will bust a nut

i wish this weed was louder
i love the red koolaid powder
oops i meant purple like f-cking chowder
even though i don’t smoke weed theres a smell that’s fowler

f-ck cornell notes i’d rather do the letter
you’re funny if you think there’s somebody better
than me you will need a stretcher if you mess with us
cause my whole crew will bust a crusty nut

shoutout to plugboikeyan
i’m not tebow im never kneeling
but you know that i’m booling
but who are you fooling when you say f-cking cooling

you know i started from the top
but now i’m on the bottom
good p-ssy and koolaid i got a lot of
you’re music i am not fond of

koolaid gang f-ck caprisun
jared zedner has nice buns
and his haircut and hairline makes me c-m
this song is long but i’m not done

you know i mix and match koolaid
f-ck that boolaid
f-ck that goolaid
f-ck that coolaid

with a c shout out to karim
drinking caprisun you should leave
drinking danimals mixed with lean
that’s the only sh-t that i need

that was cold like koolaid when you put into the fridge
why you gonna try and diss the king
so high up like on an airplane wing
you know i f-ck with bumbaclot real ting

you know i f-ck wit the grape gang
rest in peace to gang gang gang
but now i’m gonna join a new gang
and i k!lled the former members

except trash can and 2.0
we were tryna run from the po po
then i’m gonna hit yo dooor
and hit you on the floor

sorry eli, rogoff’s the real tryhard
he jokes calling me a tub of lard
even though he prolly can’t get his d-ck hard
and anyway i’m the one with a credit card

you know that we gucc like bruno
what does that mean who knows
b-tch i’m a dog pluto
get behind the white line julio

finally made a good song kudos
your girl still sending me nudes though
i miss justin neely with the cool fro
but anyway we still gonna gool hoe

this song you know i’m spitting bars
skrt skrt skrt like a f-cking car
hayward be looking dark like tar
my bars out of this world like mars

my brain hurts from all these rhymes
jared rogoff needs to die
he’s gonna get jumped very soon
we are gonna stab him with a harpoon

you know i’m about to bust when i start to cuss f-ck f-ck f-ck f-ck f-ck
just kidding you’re out a luck
next time you better start to suck

now i need 5 more sets of 4
these lyrics are starting to bore
what do i write about anymore
i need to intrigue you like a lore

when i’m done you’ll be lift with gore
i’m gonna shoot you right in the core
a hole right through it has torn
we keep it gangsta with the creamed corn

i keep it gangsta with my pants off
if you wanna fight we can have a dance off
keeping it 2012 cause i’m a boss
i only drink fancy water like voss

rogoff is a mother f-cking f-g
he does not even have any swag
if he ever says that he has
the aliens are among us

last couple bars were all filler
this song is sure to be a k!ller
litter ali good bye
lil gotteem

- lil gotteem

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