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perhaps another one of them last laughs - yung seventeen lyrics

back on my sh*t, i’m poppin’ it
one punch ecstasy, feel the jaw locking
turn up the kick, to feel all the knocking
i had to cut this b*tch off, she was nagging
i’m a real rockstar, feel like marilyn
so why the f*ck is my jeans still sagging?
you talking sh*t, get that ass to beating
hoe call me mike jack when i beat it
just give me brain if you think ‘bout conceiving
baby devil in her belly screaming
good luck f*cking her, that hoe a demon
hot spice the rubber, she ain’t getting no s*m*n
i feel like drizzy
too many knives peaking out my back
gave you respect and you turned to a rat
who you dissing on? get that rat splattеred
b*tch, it’s my turn

i feel like joker, yеah, i got all of this money
yeah, simply to burn it
i don’t got friends no more, yeah
b*tch don’t call me, yeah, you is a burden
that b*tch gone ruin your mental
at 3 am she turn to a serpent
huh, huh, i’m a real kreepya$$klown right now
harley was driving me crazy and
nah she ain’t no queen, nah, nah
be careful smoking on that backy with a ratchet, bruh
such a dumb b*tch, turn that a class za to reggie
i know that b*tch had some evil intensions
i know she laced it
huh, uh, huh, huh
yeah, a couple of buck
yeah, i fell in love with a couple of bucks
yeah

i fell in love with a couple of bucks
f*ck, i fell in love, yeah
i’m loving this money so much
yeah and i’m in love with these habits so
why am i popping and pouring and rolling
a dutch
talking ‘bout money, i need me a bunch and
i’ma get it now, cause they f*ck with new junt
kreepy ass klown, in my body bags crunch
this sound like memphis, i turn up the krunk
we got real guns, you shooting point blanks
kreepy a$$ klown leave you in the junkyard
all covered in blood, yeah, you can make a mess
straight to k!lling from robbing them banks
f*ckboy blood, leaking out the bag
yeah and it stank, yeah and it stank

poppin’ on pills and sippin’ on cough syrup
yeah, i’m so krank
yeah, i’m so sick
manic laugh when i’m toting a d*ck
gold in my mouth, i’m a piece of sh*t
grab that anna, get you gone im a cl!ck
finally on news, you and the whole clique
under the surface, but that sh*t gone stick
masked murder, in the history book a pic
forever, forever
who’s laughing now?
who’s laughing now?

- yung seventeen lyrics

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