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aigachu - lucky wat lyrics

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young bryan (yeah, yeah)
(they know)
you gotta do what you gotta do man
(is a buss up ting fam.)
(skididididididididi)

your voice is subpar and you got sh-tty bars let’s talk about it
you always talking sh-t while you eating sh-t man let’s talk about it
always bout them cheeks and your mouth reeks but let’s talk about it
always bout them leaks but leaking in your sleep man let’s talk about it

your mom find out and you tryna doubt it
uh
i’m bout to tell all your cousins about it
you finna wipe out your twitter account in an effort to hide it
you asked for this flow you bet i provide it
you sent me yours you bet i deride it
as nothing more than corny dumb stupid -ss joke it’s amazing you tried it

(yuh yuh!)

y’all hear this fool, sound like a tool, go back to school
hit up them books, work on your looks, then maybe she’ll see you
as more than a schnook, you got no cl-ss, this pretty l-ss
is curving yo -ss, she finna p-ss, she sayin you cr-ss

“then i hit from the back!”
pause little kid man you’re f-cking five
you ain’t ever sky dive in no coochie and thrived
only girls you got on a f-cking disk drive
that’s your f-cking s-x drive
you ain’t ever pulling through
these queens ain’t ever gonna jive with you
thats why your b-lls stay blue
got your hand on your meat like glue
other hand gripping the tissue

uh
(ew!)

murdering the track
b-tch boy listen man you better step back
sounding kinda silly man your bars h-lla corny lemme tell you kid your diss tracks sounding pretty wack
talking all that smack but yo sack ain’t drop so your little lyin -ss ain’t finna beat jack
say “the black nasty” and ya h-lla right sister hitting me tonight looking for a bigger snack

haha

peeping them, asian girls, you got that, fever
look up p-rn, get a sock, pulling your, lever
yo momma she grabbing the cleaver (yuh yuh yuh!)
she finna slice up your wiener (rrrrah!)
you better fix your demeanour (geet geet geet)
never gonna get by the screener (grrrrah!!)

you looking too ugly to beat you stay pullin your meat but don’t worry bout it
your breath makes girls retreat cause of the -ss you eat but don’t worry bout it
you still got hideous feet and your h-rn pet-te but don’t worry bout it
you learned how to treat a lady in that h-rny server don’t worry about it

i done said a lot of things but to end it let’s just say
i should get a f-cking gift from you on f-cking father’s day
sit your f-cking -ss down wat and start to f-cking pray
it’s your lucky f-cking day, i went easy, lucky you, better stay down b-tch!

aight im motherf-cking done man

i ain’t even that proud of these bars bro but you know

we went in we went in

f-ck this sh-t. close up this sh-t man

k!ll me wat, k!ll me! show me your next track n-gga

let’s see whatchu got
let’s see whatchu got boi

yung brian is out

yuh

rah!

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