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hason - nashville lyrics

[verse 1: hason]
i+i+i’m really rapping on some constipation
d+mn, i’m really drippin’ like some condensation
[?] you wanna f+ck with no conversation
yeah, internet buzz will be talkin’ but never say sh+t ’cause a simulation
i was once a beta, but i’m now inflated
’cause in case you missed it, b+tch, i’m really hated
put my hands where you see ’em, my melanin
it’s like i’m kiddin’, i’m livin’ that life, i’m in it
okay, high as a kite, d+mn, she really faded
if you beefin’ with me, get rotisserated, yeah
yes, i’m underrated, yeah
d+mn, i’m really patiеnt, yeah
b+tch, i’m finna make it, yeah
lеt’s just try and face it, yeah
i get too turnt when a bad b+tch wanna throw ass back, yeah
d+mn, my brain’s burnt, k!ll a wi+fi before it goes all black, yeah
‘kay, my mind hurts, you ain’t take percs, you just hear cap raps, yeah
yes, the truth hurts, get a grip first, they gon’ backtrip, oh sh+t
uh, next

[interlude: issbrokie & hason]
sh+t, d+mn, d+mn, yeah, yeah, d+mn
sh+t, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, okay, okay, okay
okay, yeah, okay, yeah
[verse 2: hason]
sh+t, i stay in the cut like a motherf+ckin’ [?] fit
they pray on my downfall like it is a church
see, like, wait about one, two, three days, d+mn, it’s thursday
she blowin’ me like a kid on my birthday

[verse 3: issbrokie]
b+tch, why the f+ck yo’ ass lurkin’?
you is a p+ssy, b+tch, you ain’t got no courage
i murder these rappers, i swear to god they gettin’ merked, b+tch
i murder a p+ssy too, and i got yo’ b+tch squirtin’
lil’ b+tch, it’s young brokie, i’m in the studie for service
now hop in the foreign, i’m drivin’ stupid, just swervin’
i put the glock to his gum, now he twerkin’
i hit from the back, she be gettin’ quite nervous
came with the f+ck, recently all of my bucks
your b+tch heard my music, now she turnin’ up
oh, she a sl+t, up in her bed where we f+cked
your ass got cheated on, she had enough
b+tch, what?
i hurt his ass when i cut
don’t make this worse than it already was
you dunce, what in the f+ck do you want?
beat on boy ass ’til he can’t use his lungs
i just got news from a b+tch up in nashville
i f+ck that b+tch with a glock, i don’t lack still
rappers want feature for free, got no cash will
you’re personal, but i’m chargin’ your ass sk!ll
run up on vermin, i’m gettin’ a rat k!ll
said i can’t k!ll ’em, i bet that this mack will
said i can’t [?], they call me they [?]
glock in my purse, [?]

- hason lyrics

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