semtexxx – mr. fucking grab a bag lyrics
back up she don’t wanna back up
i smoke thirty grams to fall asleep now i got black lungs
call mister f+cking grab a bag you needa catch up
look at both my muf+cking pockets where’s yo stash bruh
i said where’s yo stash bruh
f+ck off you an acta
please don’t try to at us
this sh+t doesn’t add up
add up but i do not subtract
i said f+ck out my way p+ssy b+tch we can dance
i got bullets on me they put you in a trance
and i’m f+cking yo b+tch when she take off my pants
take of my pants when i’m going back in b+tch
f+ck out my face you get hit with
up on your knees watch your shin splints
i cannot talk i’m diseased b+tch
she wanna talk there is nothing to talk about
feeling like a zombie the way that i just walk around
walk around you can’t even run into the street
see
all this sh+t i do is so easy
talk on my name you get beatings
don’t give a f+ck i’m not leaving
suck on my d+ck i said eat me
me and the devil we teaming
misfit b+tch i f+cking came to get my d+ck l!cked
big b+tch put you in the blunt we getting ignant
back up she don’t wanna back up
i smoke thirty grams to fall asleep now i got black lungs
call mister f+cking grab a bag you needa catch up
look at both my muf+cking pockets where’s yo stash bruh
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