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narcotic! - lilwte lyrics

(chorus)
i might put that f*cka in a casket, sh*t
i might make a million dollars on this rapping sh*t, p*ssy talk that sh*t
cooking beef up, like it’s wagyu
the way i eat it up and leave no crumbs, you’d think there’s leftovers
bestow it motherf*cka, boy just give it up
that little p*ssy ass motherf*cka, always got some sh*t to say

(verse 1)
narcotics pop it for the fun, where the fun in relapsing
steady capping in yo music, yeah i’m laughing
put that f*cking practice in, you might master it
caster it, fl*ster it b*tch
you’ll make a hustle, rich
instead of grabbing switches, pull in ditches
shoot you up, pop your pills like a f*cking narcotic, b*tch

(verse 2)
aye
i’m trapping h*lla out a van
why you b*tches wanna talk up on my set
wе getting bands
if you broke, then you should say that
p*ssy boy wе in j*pan
i ain’t really give no f*ck about yo sh*t
because you bland
b*tch
like you ain’t got no flavor
yo lil b*tch be sucking on the d*ck
and its too late to save her
i ain’t even got to pull up b*tch
my homies doin favors
i ain’t ever broke
i’m making bread just like a f*cking baker
you be talking sh*t up on the web
get cut up with the razor
i’m the f*cking king up in this sh*t
and you a f*ckin praiser
(chorus)
i might put that f*cka in a casket, sh*t
i might make a million dollars on this rapping sh*t, p*ssy talk that sh*t
cooking beef up, like it’s wagyu
the way i eat it up and leave no crumbs, you’d think there’s leftovers, b*tch

- lilwte lyrics

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