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elviz karra - 5'8" lyrics

[verse 1]
aye, five-eight beaner but don’t test me i’ll get meaner
size 12 shoes you already know what hit her
only talking to your b-tch but she reaching for my weiner
i don’t even wanna pipe but i’ll do it just to f-ck with ya
unnoticed right now but it’s only temporary
saw the future and suffice to say they’re f-cking with me heavily
final destination but it’s not me that gets murdered
it’s the p-ssy that’s the victim and she’s begging me to put it in

[verse 2]
weed, p-ssy, money, fame
everybody wants the same things how lame
motherf-ckers only rapping cause they desperate for deal
showing off their fake -ss rollies and be threatening to k!ll
yet they still live with their mothers asking for the crust-off
looking like they kristoff, and you know they only cappin’
i be doing this for fun and cause i know i got sk!ll
these f-cking phonies the’re delusional, should be on dr. phil

[verse 3]
hey, you, listen it’s true
wanna be wealthy but the cash ain’t coming through
i seen you on twitter, man what you finna do?
no one cl!cking on your link so i think you’re past due, yuh
b-tches really out here begging for a crumb of p-ssy
call ’em huckleberry finn they consider it a win
only way they’ll get a girl is if they fill her up with gin
but really who am i kidding? they can’t get no f-cking gin
wait, why is it that everyone’s around me when they want sh-t
but when i had empty pockets where were my friends?
they said “suck it,” i just wanna blow up
move my parents out this pesticide pit
i just need to make one hit but no one’s handing me a bat (what?)

[verse 4]
trust, loyalty, where’s the respect?
if my name ever comes out your mouth i’ll leave you wrecked
thought i had so many homies turns out that was a mistake
laughing behind my back they’re the ones losing the sack (dummy!)
don’t you call me bummy this the way that i dress
i don’t need no jewelry to make her panties a mess
like, yeah you got more cash than me, but you got no game
only reason girls touch you is cause they want a piece of fame

[verse 5]
this next part for the people that were with me through it all
best believe that when i’m rich i’m gonna take y’all to the mall
gucci, loius, or versace take your pick or get ’em all
if our chemistry is strong know the bond’s like methanol
stash the strap in the cereal box that’s a loaded breakfast
made in china those the words that were on your necklace
touch my clique it’s your mistake now look at that you’re faceless
need the cash, nothing else dexter keep the famous
way she ride that d-ck make me think she from the west
she don’t get cramps she don’t need no f-cking rest
smoke a few bowls now my stamina the best
said the p-ssy mine i’ll just add it to the list
p-ssy must have chopped up some onions cause that b-tch stay wet
abuse the kitty take that sh-t up to the vet
three thick b-tches by my side and i’m set
i’ll f-ck your b-tch while you buy that new patek
okay, my b-tch got hair like number four her p-ssy bald like one
codename kids next door we gonn’ get your -ss for fun
exorcism, i’m the demon you should call a nun
i’ll devour all these rappers like i’m eating wonton

- elviz karra lyrics

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