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ricky bascom – ethel cain lyrics

[part 1]
you’ve been smoking weed, you a lazy b+tch
i passed you up, so i dropped d+ck in your b+tch
n0body understood, all i knew was grind
my grandpa said i was out my cotton+picking mind
ion like to talk, that’s why i bought a gun
this b+tch can give me brain, how the f+ck i’m still dumb
i’m watching young dolph, i’m bout to get paid
i gained two pounds, i think about it all day
tryin’ to give an ugly b+tch a chance, but they all wh0res
had a 1, a 3, and a 5, that’s a major chord
throw em’ in the river, when we catchin’ [?]
my trans shooter ain’t worried, he already got two bodies
i did came up, brought my whole hood with me
martin luther king in his grave wishing he could be me
i’m glad they legalized g+y marriage, i like it a lot
cause me and benjamin franklin, we just tiеd the knot

people keep trying to bе ricky, there just ain’t no replacing him
i only say sophisticated slurs baby, this designer racism

i just drunk a bang drink b+tch, i can’t fail
if i follow my dreams, i know i’ll go to jail
ay, she said she put that sh+t on god?
b+tch, don’t put that sh+t on me
i looked at my bible, i said i’m sorry i betrayed you
i f+ck my b+tch i look her in the eyes and say i hate you
why would i do right? i get views when i’m wrong
i’m always saying slurs, i don’t know how to write a love song
if you don’t got clout b+tch, i can’t talk at all
i told my dad i was r+t+rded, he told me go walk it off
[part 2]
we like to have fun boy, you f+cking doomed
i get to work motherf+cker, i put my phone in the other room
you thought you had a good b+tch boy, she seen rick now she a f+cking chooser
i was never good at anything, just better than you f+cking losers
i knew this guy who loved this girl, i could see it in his eyes
but it was so sad, that i knew i just f+cked that b+tch last night
he tried to race me in pe, i knew this sh+t was on sight
he would follow me to the gym, every day when i rode my bike
we was layed up, he would snapchat the b+tch, he wanna buy the b+tch some clothes
i don’t give a f+ck about the b+tch, i don’t even f+cking feed these hoes
but he just kept trying, the motherf+cker wouldn’t leave
but every time i look at him, all i seen was me
i done made so much money off the b+tch, i done made money being rude
so when she asked me to write in her yearbook, all i could write was “thank you”
and i know i got too many enemies, i done caused too much pain
that’s why i bought the draco with titties and a d+ck, i call it ethel cain

- ricky bascom lyrics

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