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rich brian – confetti lyrics

[intro]
a home worth stayin’ at
in my lifetime

[chorus]
uh, blow me like confettis
on that green-green, man, i got the absinthe in me
doin’ sh-t without thinkin’, hopin’ god forgive me
you too toxic for me, pay me for another kidney
(ayy, ayy-ayy) always f-ckin’ winnin’
pull up to the grammys in a brand new honda civic
ain’t got time to give a f-ck or worry ’bout my image
i’ma cut it off if i ain’t gettin’ nothin’ from it

[verse 1]
ayy, got my mother’s face and my father’s confidence
walkin’ ’round the party, always lookin’ like the perfect blend
got my right hand with me, i will never need to f-ck no fans
got real homies with me, never need to hang with bitter friends
monte carlo flew in on g5, lil’ bad b-tch just turned 29
i’m only f-cking for the vibes, i only say hi, then goodbye
mmm, if you listenin’, congrats, you just discovered fire
i looked at the clock, guess what, lil’ b-tch? it’s time to die
she behind on rent
she got two jobs and a kid and still got time to give me neck
you wear loafers to the club, don’t tell me you deserve respect
you use internet to hate, i used that sh-t to change my fate
(she gon’)

[chorus]
blow me like confettis
on that green-green, man, i got the absinthe in me
doin’ sh-t without thinkin’, hopin’ god forgive me
you too toxic for me, pay me for another kidney (ayy, ayy)

[verse 2]
every day i wake up, i live my life to the fullest, b-tch
your dream don’t mean sh-t if it just turns into excuses, b-tch
(b-tch)
i’m just talkin’ facts, i’m just tryna make sh-t that’ll flabbergast
i’ve been rappin’, all you doing’s talkin’ fast
man, i’m sure you could prolly do more than that
and i still got that rum up in my system
4-5 proof, that sh-t is so hittin’
he want problem, i’ma throw fist then
told that b-tch send me the location
-ss fat, she need att-tude fixin’
i’m sick, i got terminal trillness
my next alb-m, call that sh-t hit list
i k!ll sh-t and you are my witness

[chorus]
blow me like confettis
on that green-green, man, i got the absinthe in me
doin’ sh-t without thinkin’, hopin’ god forgive me
you too toxic for me, pay me for another kidney
(ayy, ayy-ayy) always f-ckin’ winnin’
pull up to the grammys in a brand new honda civic
ain’t got time to give a f-ck or worry ’bout my image
i’ma cut it off if i ain’t gettin’ nothin’ from it

- rich brian lyrics

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