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lu-tang - citrus winning lyrics

fell asleep for like 8 months, and i woke up and it’s 2017
money so d-mn long man
i’m winning just like i am charlie sheen
back when i couldn’t flow
now i kinda can, eh
i’m like a broken vacuum cleaner man
my flow is kinda demeaning man
man everything i do is f-cking killing them
motherf-cker i don’t even know why i got a ceiling fan
i got no ceilings fam, wayne
money long, cut it man, their swag is so lame
who the f-ck invited me?
no one really did
i just came to the party with no f-cking friends
then i left
my fault
money long, cut it
i don’t need a f-cking goal
all my money long, who the f-ck invited me?
i got to the party, then i leave
money long, i am just like steve nash because i’m dropping dimes
money long, man i do the crimes
i don’t do no time
i’ve been killing these haters since like never
i don’t really have many haters, i’m just changing like the weather, f-ck it
i don’t even got a backpack
i just go with the snapback
looking like a motherf-cking flapjack
give a f-ck if the rappers get the bap back
give a f-ck if i got the game on my snapchat
f-ck, i got that snapcash
money long, cut it
man you better take a backpack
better take it back to the back on the top of the track
i react real fast when these rappers are trash
f-ck it up
man i’ve always been a runner up
never been first place in anything
everything i f-cking do is kinda trash, but it’s all good
money long, cut it down man
i don’t really f-ck with anyone if they don’t f-ck with wu-tang
i’m just kidding, we’re all love
money long, cut it down
i had to read a book about fighting crimes and writing rhymes
back when i couldn’t write, now my right is at the dime
man i transform like optimus prime at the drop of the dime
man these rappers, they just lies
f-ck it
look, look
strictly off the dome, everything i do is
search me up on google chrome man
lu-tang.bandcamp.com has like four views in the past four years
my money so d-mn f-cking trash
i don’t got a lot of cash
i do this sh-t in my f-cking sleep man
r.i.p. to johnny cash
and r.i.p. to prince, david bowie, and craig sager
i killed the f-cking game man
r.i.p. to phife dawg, i don’t know how it’s gonna be the same man
a tribe called quest is the best
these rappers hungry like budapest
killed them haters man, put them in a chest
x marks the spot, but you are pretty trash (aye)
i don’t even know why i’m doing this sh-t, man it’s pretty terrible (aye)
i’m viciously killing them all, like sid
i don’t know variables (aye)
i don’t even know why i pick up the mic, but i gotta keep going (aye)
close to overflowing man, like a f-cking dead fish
tangy boi, i’m the bestest (aye)
kill the game, murder it, you should invest in it

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