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mythodical - 'bout it [prod. goodtime] lyrics

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[refrain]
grimy, thirsty, ’bout it, you heard me
grimy, thirsty, ’bout it, you heard me
grimy, thirsty, ’bout it, you heard me
grimy, thirsty, ’bout it, you heard me

[verse 1: mythodical]
ok i’m grimy, thirsty, ’bout it, you heard me
b-tches be jumping on my d-ck in a hurry
drinking too much now my vision’s kinda blurry
i’m taking over the throne so these rappers better scurry
i’m on my way to the top i ain’t ever gonna stop
flows get you drunk so call me mr. big shot
took two pills so you better call the cops
cause i commit crimes with these bars that i drop

[bridge: mythodical, goodtime]
goodtime on the beat
mythodical on the track
you know we be picking up these other rappers’ slack

[verse 2: mythodical]
they give me the beat, ask me where the lyrics at
i give you the lyrics now its time to read them back
y’all look surprised, staring open eyed
wondering how a kid like me could ever get by
wondering how a kid like me ever got so fly
i’m so high i might as well own cloud 9
because i’m

[refrain]

[verse 3: mythodical]
y’all just a witness, to my own business
watching me rise from my rags to my riches
watching me get my d-ck sucked by all these b-tches
then toss them to the curb cause you know i don’t like [?]
i came up in the game, they say i’m gonna change
no matter how much money comes with fame i’ll stay the same
be that little kid, that seems kinda lame
but as soon as i start rapping i make everyone go insane
i’m smoking all night, y’all know i’ll be alright
making my money, yeah living the good life
living it big with my buddy, goodtime
i make so many plays my whole life’s a fucking highlight
put my city on the map, don’t call it a comeback
we hit you so hard that you’ll be laying on your back
gagging for air like you just choked on a d-ck
came in your mouth now you gargle and spit
i’ve been diagnosed, doctors say that i’m ill
so i guess that means i get to pop some more pills
vicodin and methadone until i get my fill
even after that, i’ll be sick still
y’all mother fuckers trying to make me drown
holding me under but you know i won’t stay down
even though i got no rubbers i still won’t pull out
came in the game, she my b-tch now
because i’m

[refrain]



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