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custodian – r.i.p lyrics

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[intro]
yeah bruh
yeah bruh
yeah bruh f-cking custodian
f-cking yung glock, b-tch

[verse]
running through f-ck on yo b-tch
suicide doors like i just slit my wrists
you know the choppa got kick
selling this money like it’s counterfeit
f-ck her make her hair so messy
i know you don’t wanna test me
acting so hard but i guess he
getting popped just like some pepsi
my new sh-t sound like some screamo
can’t make the cut like an emo
make the free throw
just like d-rose
but i’m a hero to none
flyer than airforce 1’s
and it’s making you run
and it’s making me c-m
bigdicclique
sucka my bum
i birthed this rap sh-t
i have a son
old spice on me terry crews
rest in peace to the bumb boys crew
making garbage what is new
bet your e-girl is a dude
wanna try me be my guest
rolling with trash manifest
your girl feeling on my chest
heard this sh-t now you are blessed
i need me some coffee
with some codeine in it probably
i just heard your sh-t
you sound just like a carbon copy
your girl gives head so sloppy
while she touch up on my body
imma make the sh-t i want
and none of you can even stop me
but i don’t
f-ck with you b-tches
so shut up and listen
my mind has been f-cked
in like every position
they tryna be kissing
but i’m what they missing
feel like betty crocker
i whip in the kitchen
so f-ck it up f-ck it up
f-ck it up now
make my own sh-t
they don’t even know how
i use to trust b-tches
but i’m feeling now
they just want my meat
like i’m a f-cking cow
yeah



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