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lirik lagu ​pathetic – onlybino!

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​pathetic lyrics
[intro: onlybino!]
yeah, blatt
yeah, blatt
yeah
blatt, yeah
yeah

[verse 1: sgpwes]
b*tch, i’m a g.o.a.t. at this sh*t, i been doin’ it
opp at the show, so you know i’ma ruin it (ha)
they at the door, and they knockin’, like, “who is it?”
i’m with a thot in l.a., and we coolin’ it (yeah)
i’m with a thot in the a, finna kick sh*t
i’m with a b*tch, she got money, a rich b*tch (woo)
i’m sippin’ drink, yeah, you know i’m addicted
look at my chain, that sh*t lookin’ like p*ss, b*tch (yeah)
i just been red, fill him with lead
thick b*tch so bad, but i want her instead
look at my wrist, cost an arm and a leg
i cannot f*ck with these n*ggas, they feds (uh)
pull up on me, and you goin’ to bed
l*m*a*o, b*tch, i’m laughin’, i’m dead (yeah)
i sold the percs’ to a n*gga named karen (yeah)
you sippin’ green, you gon’ turn to a sped (yeah)

[verse 2: sgpwes]
(uh, yeah)
back on my bullsh*t, i had to show ’em
talkin’ that sh*t, but i don’t even know him (yeah)
7.62, it’s gon’ go for your dome (ooh)
oh, that’s your b*tch? she gon’ give me the dome (ooh)
my b*tch, she mad i don’t pick up the phone (yeah)
b*tch, you not better, i’m takin’ my throne
i’m in the function, i stay for the long
mad at his b*tch, ’cause she singin’ my songs
oh, there’s this ho, and she lovin’ my music (yeah)
i give mixed signals, i know it’s confusin’ (bl!ck)
b*tch, i’m a bomb, you know that i am defusing (bl!ck)
n*ggas, they usin’ cheat codes in some music (yeah)
i’m chillin’ out, but you know i ain’t losin’ (ha)
bino up in this b*tch, we gon’ fuse it (yeah)
we finna blow up, so you better tune in (yeah)
[verse 3: onlybino!]
she hit my phone like, “you doin’ me wrong”
b*tch, you should know i be leadin’ you on (oh)
tryna get high, but my opp in a bone
sd .45 finna knock off his dome (yeah)
crazy how my n*ggas comin’ along (yeah)
we really up, and ain’t doin’ it long (yeah)
we really up, makin’ bread off of songs (oh, woah)
he think he better, that lil’ n*gga drunk
yeah, my new b*tch booty built like a tonka (woah)
got a new cle, how much it cost ya? (yo)
hop out your life, we ain’t worried about ya
never forget all the times that they doubt you (doo*doo*doo, doo*doo*doo)
walk in the [?], he askin’ for vouchers
say he get money, i don’t know about ya (yeah)
purple my cup, b*tch, i’m sippin’ on chowder
smokin’ on gas, boy, you ain’t gettin’ louder (oh no)
new amg, got the color of powder
slide through the crib with your b*tch, and i pound her
she got that mega brain, know that it’s [?]
jump in the crowd, at my shows, they be louder (woah)

[interlude: onlybino!]
look at your shelf, and that sh*t so pathetic (on god)
look at your wallet, that sh*t so pathetic (f*ck)
look at your b*tch, boy, that sh*t so pathetic
look at your hair, boy, that sh*t so pathetic
[verse 4: onlybino!]
bread finna meet, boy, our money magnetic
lovin’ the bread, i think i got a fetish
my choppa takin’ his soul, i’ma sell it
he signed a deal [?], i was a pelic
never been broke, but my money a relic
entrepreneur, boy, you can’t even spell it
i call up wes just to knock off your melon
d*ck*riding’s a crime, and my haters is felons

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