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ricky bascom - gmo lyrics

b+tches wanna have s+x, but i told them hoes be quiet
y’all wanna nut every seven days, ’cause y’all weak minded
when a b+tch wanna talk, i never answer the calls
that’s why i treat my b+tch like a target, first thing she see is b+lls
never gave a f+ck about a b+tch, ain’t no b+tch hurting me
all my b+tches skinny, so you know it ain’t no curve in me
i used to share my b+tches, like an ugly person
now i own all my b+tches, like a taylor’s version

i don’t want the hoes, i just want the cash
she leave me hurt, just like johnny cash
and my b+tch call me rosa parks, ’cause i don’t like to hit it from the back
just like her grades, she gonna drop it low
i just wake up, give the dog a bone
remember when i didn’t have no hoe, now she process the meat, gmo

‘member i was in special needs
now i got b+tches on they special knees
she just went from wifey to side girl, just because she like smoking weed
how can my b+tch stand up for her rights, when i got the b+tch on her knees
black and chinese girl, we call that a bumblebee

she told me ricky if you really love me, then you’ll go ahead and go drop a bag
so i told the b+tch call me a b00b man, cause i don’t care about your ass
and i got my b+tch on birth control, so you know that’s my favorite wh0re
now she got headaches everyday, and she don’t laugh anymore
i got a lot of g+y fans b+tch but it’s not my preference
but i just found a loophole so y’all can go to heaven
you don’t gotta stop being g+y b+tch just to go to heaven
you just gotta believe in jesus christ b+tch, and you’ll go to heaven

all of my b+tches i put ’em on [lean]
[?]
she suck on my d+ck and you know that’s my bad little b+tch
[?] she can’t even breathe
bad little b+tch [?]
she suck on my d+ck [?]

i wanted
i wanted
i wanted some money, so i could get hoes
i got me some money, i’m getting less hoes
they wanna be racist like me, so i’m causing resentment
so you know i keep me a pole
he scared to say what he think
so i go f+ck his mama, i put d+ck in his sister’s throat
and these b+tches keep raping me
i swear these lil’ hoes don’t understand that no means no
and we still tryna learn how to save us some money
my friend keep on buyin’ black and milds at the store
and i’m tired of rapping
i told my record label, go ahead and make me a clone
these hoes shakin’ ass, they want you to jerk off
but don’t fall for temptation, boy just try you best
they want you to jerk off they want you to crash out
the truth is most people don’t even have s+x
when i want a bag
when i want a bag
when i want a bag
when i want a bag
when i want a bag
when i want a bag
when i want a bag
when i want a bag
i don’t fall for they traps
and i don’t f+ck they hoes
and i definitely ain’t doing no f+ggot ass drugs
and food to expensive
i don’t understand how you people can still afford to go buy drugs
grinded my ass off, i learned every instrument
and i just put my whole team on the map
if you pass the blunt to me, i’m knocking your head off
i’ll spend my advance and i’ll go drop a bag
you wanted p+ssy so bad you sent a d+ck pic
she screenshotted boy you just going out sad
if i wanted a hoe, i just go in my dms
boy i got hundreds, and you know that they bad
you ain’t never grinded, you ain’t never built nuttin’
you been on the game, boy i’m clappin’ your ass
don’t make me send my trans shooter in the bathroom to k!ll you
you know that she just wants to pass

- ricky bascom lyrics

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