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neymond - living things lyrics

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thank you and please sit down
yall hatin but your a big clown
ops on side they gon hit town
44s on your face now you trip down

call yo mom say you gon lacked up
say my name her pants gon slip down
yall chattin ion stick much
make the mil and y’all gon run up

swing that blade on your face
now thats ketchup
bring that fries im gon taste up
now he good thats my next stop
finish my job he gon rest up
pull a b+tch, now she a glitch
she gon hit next mans d+ck
prolly gonna leave
she can eat a sh+t, next please

talk about life yeah sh+t got hard
face on the tv another man down
talk about girls yeah i dont fun
shake that d+ck you boutta get knived

work so hard you just a show
these b+tches gon ruin your life
chasin them back you boutta get thrown
go to the gym you know thats raw

lost a couple ks
bro you need taste
sleep on 15 days
now you know that im the case

i dont know how to call you
your face is ass i dont buy you
take that strap and imma find you
runnin on gas thats my youth

imma pull up by the ops
they gon ask where your glocks
thats ain’t me you are lost
pull the trigger now you lost
five star like gta
runnin streets like b+tch is g+y
f+ckin on hoes those d+ck is gray
you got aids yo sh+t is late

i dont go to clubs
i sit on the sidewalk talk all c+ck
drinkin beer yeah life is hard
ain’t no drunk ass on my lot

if i catch you lackin
buddy gon throw you a napkin
wipe your face yeah we strapped in
yeah please dont bring your sink in
be a human not living things

thank you and please sit down
yall hatin but your a big clown
ops on side they gon hit town
44s on your face now you trip down

call yo mom say you gon lacked up
say my name her pants gon slip down
yall chattin ion stick much
make the mil and y’all gon run up
swing that blade on your face
now thats ketchup
bring that fries im gon taste up
now he good thats my next stop
finish my job he gon rest up

pull a b+tch, now she a glitch
she gon hit next mans d+ck
prolly gonna leave
she can eat a sh+t, next please

- neymond lyrics

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