blizzi boi - pringles lyrics
[verse 1 blizzi]
feeling really emo, wannabe trapped in the bas-m-nt
reminiscing on the days when me and alyssa had a decent relationship
thought i would be on four seventeen(?), and i still haven’t made it yet
told everybody rappin’ my muhf-ckin’ job, and i still haven’t made a check
well
every now and then when i sell my singles
add that money up and i prolly got enough to buy a muhf-ckin’ can of pringles
[hook]
f-ck these n-ggas!
why the f-ck a n-gga so slept on n-gga?
why the f-ck you lookin’ at me in my m-th-f-ckin’ face like a n-gga aint the f-ckin’ best out n-gga!
[verse 2 blizzi boi]
when you rap n-ggas say my name i ain’t even playin’ better have your muhf-ckin’ chest out n-gga!
b-tch im throwin’ shots at all these rappers, better hide your bulletproof vest out n-gga
and we cut(?) from a m-th-f-ckin’ different
textile n-gga
so you better get it right
me and you ain’t never gon be the f-ckin’ same, and i put that sh-t on my life
all these m-th-f-cka’s tellin’ me to pray, n-gga get that sh-t out my face!
if a n-gga ever get on my knees and ask god for anything it’s prolly gon’ be for a k
“well sonny you dun’ lost your faith, better accept jesus christ as your savior”
b-tch i rather stab a catholic priest in the f-ckin chest with a muhf-ckin’ homemade saber
me and my family dont even really be talkin no f-ckin mo’
and i try to have decent conversations with my girlfriend, but she think im a go
or she think im a ho
or she think i don’t love her or something, whatever the reason it is
i don’t put in effort, i don’t show attention, but sometimes im perfect well muf-cka, sh-t
when the f-ck is that then?
i should get on one knee and tap dance
my black -ss all the way back to michigan, and it prolly still wouldn’t f-ckin’ change sh-t
because she right
wannabe trapped in the bas-m-nt, all f-ckin’ night
reach inside my f-ckin’ chest and pull my heart out, then i write
with blood on a piece of paper, and this probably what it recite
[hook x4]
pringles!
f-ck these n-ggas!
why the f-ck a n-gga so slept on n-gga?
why the f-ck you lookin’ at me in my m-th-f-ckin’ face like a n-gga aint the f-ckin’ best out n-gga!
f-ck n-gga
[outro x3]
f-ck thee n-gga
f-ck thee, f-ck thee (pringles)
f-ck thee n-gga (i should get on one knee and tap dance)
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