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personal problems - wasted lyrics

[intro: yung balentiaga]
b-tch get the f-ck out my face, lil’ b-tch, yuh
haha
lil’ b-tch f-ck out my face and i just go like

[verse 1: yung balentiaga]
woah, don’t tell me to wait
i cut the head off the dragon, i don’t play, ooh
put food on the plate
you’re gonna miss me, but we wasn’t mates, yuh
you hearing me, we wasn’t mates, i got myself some sh-t to make
no walter white, but sh-t to bake, i bought my b-tch so something fake

[verse 1: personal problems]
you talking sh-t, but m-st-rb-t-, from you, i got no sh-t to take
i see you you f-cking snake, i’mma leave you here with your mistakes
club lights down, fog is up, i don’t give a f-ck, aye
you all so f-ckin basic, got no drive so you get complacent
no wonder i’m wasted, i’m wasted
workin this music like a day shift, heart racin, drip in the throat
in the baggy wit the note need water might choke

[verse 1: yung balentiaga]
look, here we go again, ou
i don’t feel no pain, ou
these b-tches all so late
i don’t give a f-cking d-mn, yeah
i punch him in his face, ou
i make her t-tties ache, yeah
i don’t give a d-mn
’cause they say i’m so selfish, yeah
oh really, i’m so selfish, yeah
were you the one, who was there and f-cking helped them, yuh
no, that was not you, f-ck out of my face, you f-cking peasent

[verse 2: personal problems]
these drinks ain’t done sh-t, think i got too lit for my own good drugs feel useless causin a nuisance like i knew they would
b-tches everywhere actin so plain
knew they would notice cause i’m not the same
the moon is so bright on nights like these
out wit the gremlins causin, aye

[verse 2: yung balentiaga]
suck my d-ck so sloppy, seven eight times
i wouldn’t give a f-ck about your time
i wouldn’t start war, only for clout goals
what they say isn’t f-cking my mind
i am the god of this illusion, haha
yes, i’m a god, not a human, haha
put myself on rest, i don’t fight wars
b-tches lowest, i’m on high walls
i don’t pull guns, i pull fists
this my land, you a tourist
watch how your f-cking shoes fit
it’s too big, you might take hits

[outro: yung balentiaga]
take hits, take hits
f-cking smashed it

- personal problems lyrics

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