
awockalypse - pseudodemonio lyrics
pseudodemonio
[i’m gonna call ro]
walkin’ like a zombie off the wock, see the apocalypse
they often hatin’ cause they see me winnin’ but ain’t stoppin’ it
they could be a red hexagon and wouldn’t stop sh*t
she gon’ give me head till me toes crack and knees lock
old head got scammed twice on my rerock
i don’t got to drop it in the base, but i need wock
itching just to bust this play off, i can’t team hop
huh, b*tch cause my team’s me
girl you know we too d*mn old to be teasing
burning every store down that i’m leaving
see me winning doggy sidelined huh stеaming
b*tch, what? said i’m offbeat?
i don’t got to rap i just do it so the cops think
that i’m innocent
chеck the cal’ i gotta drop e
you could send 100*plus k!llers none would pop me
most hated where i’m from gotta live with it
you be on that juvenile sh*t you a kid with it
i been busting plays 2 years, so i’m big trippin’
only way they put me out that bag, they end my sh*t with it
i’ma need bin and a pint ‘for i lock*in
made 4k off one swipe, ‘for i clocked in
face card a f*ck i’m on fire if i’m droppin’
b*tch, i gotta die to go broke ain’t no options
i might drop the wock inside my water, i’m a fiend for it
long ass clip, fortnite, with a beam for it
b*tch trynna argue i’ma spin’ ain’t no need for it
vin diesel punching on the pedal catch a speed warrant
walkin’ like a zombie off the wock, see the apocalypse
they often hatin’ ’cause they see me winning but ain’t stopping it
they could be a red octagon and wouldn’t stop sh*t
i be in the store so much must be the pop prince
need the money counter cause my bag big and bills large
i be spreading sh*t and when i do i need three arms
so many ‘bows you would think i had a weed farm
wax pen inside that stall got me like a r*t*rd
f*ck, got me trippin’, thinkin’ hard
in there walking fast but i’m still peepin’ that guard
i get dangerous in the paint they might call me leonard
i work magic with the visa they might call me voldecard
mastercard mastercard love the red and yellow
if i had no money like you, i’d be an angry fellow
backwoods only i can’t smack the ‘rello
i can show you how to make bank off that f*ckin’ cell phone
you on all day why not get rich?
if you down bad just wait i got two tricks
press the app, then it flip like a dual clip
then i start laughin’ ’cause you just got scammed stupid
yeah, this sh*t hit right here, ay come and smack this
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