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drxvegitoz - 3 piece lyrics

[part i: mason]

[intro]
sdes fo hguone
3 piece

[verse]
them super powers gettin’ neutralized, i can only watch in silence
the dumb sped we once knew is lookin’ paranoid and now is spiralin’
you’re movin’ just like a degenerate, every antic is feelin’ distasteful
i calculate you’re not as calculated, i can even predict your angle
fabricatin’ stories on the family front ’cause you heard my convos
a pathetic master manipulator, i can smell the tales on you now
you’re not a special artist, you a sped artist with the hopes of being accepted
tommy hilfiger stood out, but fubu never had been your collection
i play games that electrify ’em, you play games that pacify ’em
i can double down on that line, but spare you this time, that’s random acts of kindness
know you a master manipulator and habitual liar too
but don’t tell no lie about me and i won’t tell truths ’bout you

[part ii: d+ckelson]

[intro]
shoo, shoo, shoo
shoo, shoo, shoo
bee, bee, bee, bee, bee, bee
[verse]
yeah, i’m out the way, yeah, i’m low, okay
yeah, the island right here’s remote, okay
i ain’t thinkin’ about no reaper, man, i’m reapin’ what i sow, okay
got a hailey and a brody all in my house like i’m meth, okay
h+llcat, made his homeboys and them type sell they soul, okay
everybody wanna be demon ’til they get chipped by a throwaway
and i might do a show a day, once a lame, always a lame
oh, you thought the money, the power or meth would make you go away?
have you ever played have+you+ever? okay, homie, let’s play
have you ever walked your enemy down like with a poker face?
have you ever paid five hundred thou’ like to an open case?
well, i have, and i failed at both, but i came out straight
i hate when a rapper talk about guns, then somebody die, they turn into nuns
then hop online like “pray for my city,” he fakin’ for likes and digital girls
his daddy a head, he wanna be junior, they must’ve forgot the sh+t that they done
dementia must run in his family, but let it get shaky
i’ll park his son
the very first time i shot me a dom’, the homie had told me to aim it this way
i didn’t point down enough, today, i’ll show you i learned from those mistakes
somebody had told me that you got a ring, on god, i’m ready to double the wage
i’d rather do that than let a calgarian goof make pac turn in his grave
cutthroat business, you got sh+t twisted
what is it? the drugs?
i hurt your feelings? you don’t wanna work with me no more? okay
it’s three goats left, and i seen two of them kissin’ and huggin’ on stage
i love ’em to death, and in eight bars, i’ll explain that phrase, huh
it’s nothin’ n0body can tell me, huh
i don’t wanna talk on no celly, huh
you know i got language barriers, huh
it’s no accent you can sell me, huh
yeah, jeffrey and david know i’m a selfish man, the crown is heavy, huh
i pray they my real friends, if not, i’m ynw melly
i don’t like you poppin’ sh+t at jeffrey, for him, i inherit the beef
yeah, f+ck all that pushin’ p, let me see you push david
you better off spinnin’ again on him, you think about pushin’ me
he’s terrence th+rnton, i’m terence crawford, yeah, i’m whoopin’ feet
we ain’t gotta get personal, this a friendly fade, you should keep it that way
i know some sh+t about people that make zacky wacky look like a saint
this ain’t been about girls, not about jokes, not about who the greatest
it’s always been about love and hate, now let me say i’m the biggest hater
i hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk, i hate the way that you dress
i hate the way that you get high, if i catch flight, it’s gon’ be direct
we hate the b+tches you f+ck ’cause they confuse themself with real women
and notice, i said “we,” it’s not just me, i’m what the group chat feelin’
how many more drug stories ’bout your life ’til we had enough?
how many more white b+tches ’til you finally feel that you’re white enough?
i like d+ckelson with the curlies, i don’t like d+ckelson when he act tough
you gon’ make a homie bring back chad, let me see if hailey really crash somethin’
yeah, my first one like my last one, it’s a w, you don’t have one
let your core friends stomach that, then tell ’em where you get your meth from
v12, it’s a fast one, baow+baow+baow, last one
headshot for the year, you better walk around like daft punk
[part iii: nixon]

[verse]
remember?
ayy, aiden, who the f+ck she think she playin’ with?
extortion my middle name as soon as you jump off of that bridge b+tch
i’m allergic to the lame sh+t, only you like bein’ a sl+t
emma can’t give you no swag neither, i don’t give a f+ck ’bout who you hang with
i hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk, i hate the way that you dress
surprised i was on that date list, you know that we got some sh+t to address
i even hate when you say the n word, but that’s just me, i guess
some sh+t just cringeworthy, it ain’t even gotta be deep, i guess
still love when you break friendships, everything with me is blessed
keep makin’ me dance, wavin’ my hand, and it won’t be no threat
i’m knowin’ they call you a boy, but where is the man? ’cause i ain’t seen him yet
matter fact, i ain’t even bleed him yet, can i bleed him? (bet)
when i see you stand by max, i believe you see two bad b+tches
i believe you don’t like men, it’s real competition, you might pop ass with ’em
let’s speak on percentage, show me your splits, i’ll make sure i double back with ya
you f+cked a person that’s f+cked a person that said he f+cked that person
tryna jump off a bridge because the pregnant allegation?
ho, what? you ain’t like those allegations?
“sl+t to sl+t,” i like that record
i’ma get back to that, for the record
why would i call around tryna get dirt on you? y’all think all my life is drama?
that’s ho sh+t, i got friends to keep, but i can see you don’t know nothin’ ’bout that
being reasonable, know nothin’ ’bout that
play games, know nothin’ ’bout that
keeping your legs closed?, know nothin’ ’bout that
keeping my hands to myself?, man, you don’t know nothin’ ’bout that
speakin’ the truth and consider what god’s considerin’, you don’t know nothin’ ’bout that
ain’t twenty+v+one, it’s one+v+twenty if i gotta smack people that f+cked with you
yeah, bring ’em out too, i’ll clean ’em out too, tell max that he better stay right with you
am i battlin’ friends or opps?
people feelin’ like joel osteen
funny, he was in a film called a.i
and my sixth sense tellin’ me to off him
i’ma bl!ck homies s all in they coffin
yeah, kday’s homies is d+ck riders
tell ’em run to america, they imitate heritage, they can’t imitate this violence
what i learned is people don’t like the west coast, and i’m fine with it, i’ll push the line with it
pick a simp off one at a time with it
we can be on a three+hour time difference
don’t speak on the friends, sl+t
it can get deep in the friends, sl+t
talk about me and my friends, sl+t?
someone gon’ bleed in your family, sl+t
i be at new ho king eatin’ fried rice with a dip sauce and a blammy, sl+t
tell me you’re cheesin’, fam
we can do this right now on the camera, crodie
ayy, f+ck y’all goofies, i don’t trust y’all goofies
i wave one finger and thump y’all goofies like mmm
field goal, punt y’all goofies, they punk y’all goofies, n0body never took my food
whoever that’s f+ckin’ with him, f+ck you goofies, and f+ck your friendstoo
if you take it there, i’m takin’ it further
psst, that’s something you don’t wanna do
[outro]
ooh
we don’t want you f+cking our friends no more
we don’t want you f+cking our friends no more
stop

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