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ljraeds - irrelevant lyrics

[verse]
i just took a sh+t
on your d+ck
(woah woah woah woah, pause, pause
what the f+ck?)
wait a f+ckin’ minute
that sh+t was so f+ckin’ lit
i consider it real d+mn mint
beat so f+ckin’ hard it’s fat guy belly lint
say i make a toast for all the ones
that say they bump my sh+t
i’m ghost, because i’m ghosted
she bounce on my d+ck like a pogostick
i’m finna hit a l!ck like i’m devious
i feel like i’ma devil when i’m in this sh+t
like listen, tryna start beef?
see this, my ass?
oh yes, b+tch kiss it
put him in a death note booklet
cook heat like cookies in the oven
i don’t put on mittens
d+ck up in her throat, i don’t know
next it is the kitten, i ain’t throw a fit in
when i’m in the vicinity of the facility
trainin’ my innеr ability
k!llin’ sh+t metaphorically or catch em’ like a fish
ash kеtchum, huh
f+ckin’ that b+tch, see ketchup, ew
childish sh+t, gun goin’ “pew”
tryna mess with me
b+tch i got a few dudes
yeah
you be irrelevant, tell a b+tch, keep her etiquette
because i’m on another f+ckin’ lil’ ultimate element
other man tryna get me to sell him sh+t
knowin’ i’m the sh+t when i be spittin’ venom
wearin’ denim like a fourty in the pocket
when i sock him like a piece of cloth
i’m runnin’ by the time of the clock and i’m clockin’ in
like a flock of a f+ck i gave, put a metal detector
inside your grave and i’m sayin’ all the sh+t
that i gave and i hate the way
i’m saving my savings
k!llin’ the beat like a murder case, i ain’t tay
like i’d do the race
do it, say when i’m in the bag cus’ i’m in it when
they want a taste and i gave ’em a bit
of the haste
bout’ the size of a skittle case and i say
that i f+ck his b+tch in the back with a straight face
deer face, within’ my hands up on her waist
and my d+ck, it be laced, taste like cold mace
it’s all fake, jk
honestly with the posse, i owe her like three lanes
by only what she say
i feel like i’ma demon when i really wanna be
honestly, lyrically honorly, hourly salary
green like celery
can i get a b+tch who depend on me
and not become the enemy
anyways, it’s a felony
come with me, you’re a knock off
f+cked up version of me
rap more sh+t that you can in a week
you see three of me when you sleep, your weak
so bro leave it to me
with my d+ck in her sleeve, b+tch

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