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☆starrbby★ - psychic link lyrics

[chorus]
link her only for the brain, that’s a psychic link
come f+ck with me, i got that cash crop on me
she keep talkin’ ’bout rocks and astrology
i ain’t listenin’ shawty get on your knees
if i’m in the party then i’m pushing presh prolly
i don’t wanna f+ck, i think she off that meth molly
she want my heart, i ain’t even got it on me
i just popped a clean bean edamame
f+ck my brain that constant paranoia
keep talkin’ sh+t your money thin as tin foil
you lookin’ at a screen boy why your blood boilin’ ?
b+tch i’m sellin’ sum essential oils
shawty i’m a mess i could never be your boyfriend
imma let you know right now that i won’t ever be your boyfriend
and i got lots of flavors, come and pick your poison
shawty pressed i won’t ever bе her boyfriend

[verse 1]
yeah i’m countin’ good green boba fеtti
cosmic brownies on deck i got eddies
like omg shawty down to dome a legend
playin’ games on my iphone while she neck me
b+tch all of my drugs are undiluted
yeah you smokin’ k2 b+tch i’m smokin’ zookies
and you only buyin’ nudes cause you too broke to pay for p+ssy
yeah i’m off the shroomies i might act a lil kooky
gimme top then take it from the top
some fake motherf+ckers switched and they won’t get a named drop
rip drown, rip my dawg
rip midas motherf+ck the law b+tch
b+tch motherf+ck the government
how you switchin for a b+tch and you never even hit
he a simp
he paid to watch a b+tch suck my d+ck
told that b+tch, told that b+tch
make your simp buy me sh+t
[chorus]
link her only for the brain, that’s a psychic link
come f+ck with me, i got that cash crop on me
she keep talkin’ ’bout rocks and astrology
i ain’t listenin’ shawty get on your knees
if i’m in the party then i’m pushing presh prolly
i don’t wanna f+ck, i think she off that meth molly
she want my heart, i ain’t even got it on me
i just popped a clean bean edamame
f+ck my brain that constant paranoia
keep talkin’ sh+t your money thin as tin foil
you lookin’ at a screen boy why your blood boilin’ ?
b+tch i’m sellin’ sum essential oils
shawty i’m a mess i could never be your boyfriend
imma let you know right now that i won’t ever be your boyfriend
and i got lots of flavors, come and pick your poison
shawty pressed i won’t ever be her boyfriend

- ☆starrbby★ lyrics

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