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acot - who is lyrics

[part i]

[verse 1]
getting topped off
tryna get my rocks off
trippin’ quite a bit
strugglin’ to get my socks off
skeet, now my c-ck’s soft
now it’s time to go home
not a f-ckin’ home
so i roam like my mind does (d-mn)
this a fine buzz but frankly, it is not enough
find my local pizza hut and shoot it up to get a kick
next cop to stop me
better give me sloppy toppy
but if he doesn’t
blow kisses at his f-ckin’ cousin (mwah)
at his funeral
pull up lookin’ beautiful
another piggy dead
shoulda stayed up in that cubicle
getting topped off
tryna get my socks off
b-mp mariah carey
sell my soul for some pop rocks
pop lock, drop stop
and roll like my eyes do
when a record label call me up
like “can we sign you?”

[interlude]
like “can we sign you?”
like “can we sign you?”
like “can we sign you?”
like “can we sign you?”

[part ii]

[verse 2]
black shoes and my lungs are black too
lucifer been on me like a tattoo
i don’t got a soul to give
that’s a past due
was gonna ask you
if you wanna chop it up
poppin’ up like a weasel do
no, i’m not a human
never been afraid of you
sinnin’ -ss angel
that’s what i’m supossed to do
god just hit my phone
he told me “never call again”, d-mn
i’m a liar, or maybe i’m too f-ckin’ honest
shakin’ dice, cause i just know the people want it
throw my conscious a place you never wanna go
blind satisfaction like a glory hole, whoa
spit a bit and make you think of it
think of what i’m sayin’, i ain’t sayin’ shit
i’m just dancin’, waitin’ for my crucifixion
no religion, i will never be forgiven
kickin’ heels, i’m just tryna’ go home
wherever that is
it’s where my chest lays, wait
show money, spend it on some new kicks
dope money, spend it on a cute b-tch

- acot lyrics

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