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lungskull - 74 (dupe lyrics

[verse]
please get the b+tch out, she unbearable
i give no help for yo’ music, that sh+t terrible
you will flex a tempo, we not comparable
i was gon’ be up, f+ck it was a miracle
i’m off molly, percs, xans, i’m out my body, b+tch
no, i can’t kick it with a b+tch, i’m not karate kid
geeked as f+ck, i can’t even see, i’m still gon’ body this
drive the foreign, like i stole this b+tch, rick & bobby sh+t
new pint scored, i was gon’ pop a 4, then i pour’d a cis’
bounce out, spray his ass down, i had bro assist
high fashion, all over my body, i did not go thrift
p’ sh+t, get at the b+tch, i don’t want no sh+t
b+tch made, shootin’ from the low, and he f+ckin’ missed
got my g’ out on me, tell me why the f+ck i’d fight him with my fist?
tell y’all been hatin’, it’s all good, i’m still doin’ this
i just popped a p10, now i’m gon’ pop a [?]
i+i just popped a p10, i’m punchin’ in again
first an eighth, when i’m ballin’ got this twenty [?] in
they gon’ outline his body, on cameras, but i’m [?]
[?]

[outro]
please get the b+tch out, she unbearable
i give no help for yo’ music, that sh+t terrible
you will flex a tempo, we not comparable
i was gon’ be up, f+ck it was a miracle

- lungskull lyrics

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