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gillis lysell – rum punch lyrics

[verse 1]
somebody please, p-ss the mic
just getting warmed up like jazzercise
the mastermind behind the sickest rhymes
like a smart -ss guy spitting infectious lines’
robotic flow, decepticons
in the perfect slot like optimus prime time
mudslides, nein nein, octopus plus one
water gun, what a gwan, marley, marlon
bla bla, la la, holla back
ha ha, nah nah, y’all are wack
your mama, is a tasty snack
take her to the pad and split her in half
oh, she stacked, thick as a brick
these next lines gonna make you feel icky
she sticky, when i pick her lock
she enjoys l!cking on my lollipop

[hook]
one sour, two sweet, three strong, four weak
rum punch, rum punch
yes indeed, i’ve come to eat
your lunch, want some?
take a seat, listen to me
my son, my son
best be discreet if you’re dissing me
dumb dumb, come come

[verse 2]
married to the music, abuse the beat
barely conclusive, refuse to leave
call it stockholm, amusing the
crowds of gbg with my lack of honesty
diss tracks to distract your mind
mismatching b-tches, confide
this that in b-tch -sses, why
do they come back and swallow their pride
wash it down with tylenol
wash that down with adderal
then alcohol, big farm cabal
find you dying in a bathroom stall
one sour, that’s me when i get too deep
two sweet, let’s see who you can be
three strong, you’re wrong, we disagree
four weak, my knees on nights like these

[hook]
one sour, two sweet, three strong, four weak
rum punch, rum punch
yes indeed, i’ve come to eat
your lunch, want some?
take a seat, listen to me
my son, my son
one sour, two sweet

- gillis lysell lyrics

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