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notkevinbacon - tables (remix) lyrics

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(aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

{chorus}
pressing me on sh-t that does not really matter
see me tryna relax and smoke on this shatter
don’t wanna f-ck around, ain’t tryna hit l!cks
fried more than my bacon, tryna hit mcd-cks

{verse}
ima fort erie slump, don’t forget where i came from
always small town boolin, dont f-ck around with bums
remember them days where i spent my time with sc-ms
and now im just vibing, make bangers and dope runs
i chug so much ronas that it’s in my bloodstream
because you’re so toxic, why aren’t you in quarantine
underground for life, don’t wanna go mainstream
come into cl-ss high, i just sit there and daydream
see me quitting poppers, still fiending that nicotine
run out of bars, think it will be the death of me
see b-tches overreact on the count of three
race to your hoe like im mario in grand prix
you see me now smoking on sativa all day
i might go lowkey, cuz these hoes just wanna play
tryna put my personal life on display
wish i could see you beat his -ss on replay
see me grind on my sh-t, these hoes in my way
rarely drink coolers, but always love palm bay
fiend for tobacco, get it from the ashtray
bussin it down like if i was in hairspray
twelve right behind me, watch me do the race
these p-ssies won’t scr-p, always using bear mace, now
all these b-tches acting like they ain’t have none
suburbans acting like they really have the job done
beefing us, say you’ll pull up with straps (aye)
but you’re well known for spitting them caps (aye)
don’t give a rats -ss about what you think (aye)
f-ck me over, now you’re tryna link (aye)
i want rings that drip more than my sink (aye)
always finding excuses to drink, now
causing beef that’s a waste of my time, now
have a rona, now just need a lime
been on my sh-t, wrote a tape like last week
just popped an addy, really boutta get geeked
i’m smoking so much til you see me p-ss out
talking sh-t online, you do it just for clout

{chorus}
pressing me on sh-t that does not really matter
see me tryna relax and smoke on this shatter
don’t wanna f-ck around, ain’t tryna hit l!cks
fried more than my bacon, tryna hit mcd-cks



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