lil splurge (dominic loschavio) - 4am in buffalo lyrics
[intro: lil splurge]
splurge
[verse 1: lil splurge]
pockets so heavy
my pants be stretching
she think i’m dumb
imma keep her guessing
keep a bust down
got a few new exes
never crossing paths
imma keep them seperate
99 problems but the money ain’t one
i don’t even need a gun
got too much shine
i’m allergic to the sun
got a lot of honey
i’m allergic to the bun
it’s a party, need confetti
we got plans i hope you ready
wanna smash? i hope she let me
lil splurge, i got that fame
i got that swag, i ain’t lame
[?], what a shame
splurge, just a fire nickname
got no girls, all my money
is short, like a midget
but i stay, counting up
all of these digits
splurge be cooking up
bread in the kitchen
on a mission, rizz up your auntie
and then i’ll be dipping
[chorus 1: lil splurge]
i got camo, we go hunt
me and wiirdo in the front
you was lame, [?]
we got swag i know you want
i’m player one, you player two
you a baby like caillou
splurge gets sticky like some glue
i’m grand champ, call me drew
shawty like my music
she gon’ make me her background
homie talking cr+p
so imma beat em like it’s smackdown
i’ll be getting to the bag
don’t know how to act now
splurge making money
imma call him a cash cow
[verse 2: lil splurge, wiirdo]
i come through, with that heat
it don’t matter the weather
spent 3 bands on my setup
but i still got cheddar
24, still got bars
but they so much better
took your girl to boots and hearts
doing shoots, [?]
splurge is smartest, check my marks
i’m batman, ain’t no scarf
country shawty’s name is betsy
when i talk, she gets messy
it’s lil splurge, do not test me (ay, ay)
no automatic, yeah i got a semi (ay, ay)
[verse 3: wiirdo]
i’m rolling with lil splurge
hopping in vehicles, running’s absurd
i do that sometimes, ask the burge
back to the school i flip the bird
after going on charturbate
but some folks just gotta hate
so i might as well start spraying
the lighter fluid get em to it
g+nius rapper grind
making people’s neck hurt
from banging to my beats so hard
i drift rip on em dudes
like i’m playing mario kart
all these rappers smoking weed
never did roll a blunt
remember the time i got jumped
in 2nd grade while eating lunch
that day was oh very scary
dudes now screaming bl++dy mary
mr. gallagher
where the lean?
[chorus 2: wiirdo]
ya’ll can’t compete with that
face yo fiery aftermath
we rank number 1 on charts
wiirdo gon’ go out and scare
make you p+ss your underwear
dare to try compete with us
vaporize you, turn to dust
stab ya’ll with a shard of glass
set fire to the grass
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