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lil ginger ale – mistake lyrics

(verse 1)
got a deal with a label
it’s 50/50 sh-t
screaming f-ck all the haters who’s saying “f-ck is this”
i’ll tell you what it is, this sh-t is trash
my only accolade is that i can rap fast
bend corners like a curve
these words is gonna hurt
she looking like a snack, like dessert
got a g18, 40 shots in reserve
where she fin to set from bolivia
brawl fall united we cutting off with chlamydia
grandma name is lidia
this is real not kidding ya
got beef? let’s go to india
my motives is ulterior
people think they’re superior
they really are inferior
the only person you can compete with?
look in the mirror
remember that fast rap i was bragging about? well
chop chop like a warrior
give you that cream like an oreo
mastered this for the stereo
coming at you with different flows
f-ck hbo, man i’m the show
going in the back with your hoe
f-ck hard, make her face glow
rap so cold, it’s like snow
“but it doesn’t snow in florida” i know
f-ck lil breezy, he loves to suck toes
go

(hook)
lil ginger ale a mistake
when he falls down, earthquake
stop rapping, for lord’s sake
stinky tactics, you’re a snake
lil ginger ale a mistake
when he falls down, earthquake
stop rapping, for lord’s sake
stinky tactics, you’re a snake

(verse 2)
g-i-n-g-e-r
ginger in a jar
ridin round in coupes, and in cars
ima live life like a star
like a pregnant b-tch, i got them scars
she got the p-ssy purr like a cat
ginger ale pull up with a gat
while wearin that fake supreme hat
all these haters, while ginger get racks
like liam said “these people whack”
y’all hatin while my pockets get more fat
y’all hatin cause ginger ale gettin stacks
i’m sick my throat hurts like sh-t
still recordin for y’all, makin new hits
he said on god he wouldn’t wife that bih
i wouldn’t blame him, she got nice t-ts
but thats on god, not dumb sh-t like them airpods
when you say on god, thats a lifely clause
i feel that sh-t a facade
gonna be at shows, gettin rounds of applause
you don’t say on god, when you talkin broads
them broads is frauds, don’t put them by god
don’t put his name by these thots
you do that sh-t, you’ll f-ckin rot
don’t put them thots on god
in that lil boat, or lil yacht
got them goosebumps like travis scott
let’s switch this away from these thots
lil ginger ale always beatin his meat
how many times? about 20 times a week
i’m always skeetin in my sheets
that sh-t so crusty, but i still bring the heat
i’m sportin in bed bring the cleets
i’m not dirty, i don’t suck no feet
i’m just c-m in your -ss and then fall asleep
toot that -ss up, before i tell your mans you cheat

(verse 3)
sit at the table
eat a bagel
and i think about the hateful racial bias
also thinking i need to take a diet
don’t f-ck around, do not try us
spread around this tape like a virus
to hopefully find a peaceful way of defiance
it’s in the science
we’re mad so we’re violent and we riot
get blown up in england
get blown up in england
it’s a crisis
don’t fix sh-t you’ll get blown up by
you know

(verse 4: liamgoat)
hittin l!cks, finnessin jits
got your momma with me, i finesse that b-tch
i’m running round, spendin big checks
gotta lot of it
i’m a big dog, you a little jit
i’m just gettin l!cks
tryna hit me, but you always miss
lil ginger ale, lil canada dry
i’m finessin jits, oh my, oh my
your girl saw me, can’t believe her eyes
godd-mn, i’m lookin extra fly
rag on me like a buisiness man
lil ginger ale got all that paper man
i’m only 14, not poppin xans
but with lil ginger ale we poppin cans
you mess with kevin, you mess with me, because thats my mans

- lil ginger ale lyrics

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