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sly! (hyperpop) - baller lyrics

[intro]
(zeromandia)
(creepy)
xdmd exclusive
(xdmd)

[verse 1]
bitch i’m geeked, i just ordered a meal for forty dollars
bitch bitch i’m at the top, i been living like a baller
your pockets are getting shorter, mine are getting taller
shit she gave me brain like a motherfucking scholar
bitch i can’t talk shit, cause my coworkers are listening
lookin’ at my pockets and my wrists, yeah they glistenin’
everybody wanna fuckin’ talk but they ain’t listenin’
yeah you can get it on my nerves, i’ma blow this whole place up

[chrous]
.2—.223 inside my closet yеah we let it blow
get—gеt the fuck out of my face, you are not my bro
i hope that you get ran over just letting you know
bitch i’m fucking on your friends on your fucking hoe
i just wanna see you fucking cry (cry)
why you trying shit on me, i hope you fucking die (die)
if you wanna fist fight i’ll pull up with a knife (knife)
bitch i got a reticle aimed it at your eye
[bridge]
the lyrics in this song (xdmd) are fictional and for entertainment purposes only. (creepy)
any resemblance to a real person is living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental
you trash

[verse 2]
i would sell my soul just so that you fucking fail
i’ma send a bullet to your tongue through the fucking mail
dude, how the fuck you weak and you fat as hell?
bitch you’re—bitch you’re fatter than my wallet
what the fucking hell?
your life is a joke
i think that you should take it away
bitch i’m just mad that i didn’t get paid today
this song is a joke
i don’t really hate anybody but
if you od i’ma throw a fucking party

[chrous]
.2—.223 inside my closet yeah we let it blow
get—get the fuck out of my face, you are not my bro
i hope that you get ran over just letting you know
bitch i’m fucking on your friends on your fucking hoe
i just wanna see you fucking cry (cry)
why you trying shit on me, i hope you fucking die (die)
if you wanna fist fight i’ll pull up with a knife (knife)
bitch i got a reticle aimed it at your eye
[outro]
bitch i’m geeked, i just ordered a meal for forty dollars
bitch bitch i’m at the top, i been living like a baller
your pockets are getting shorter, mine are getting taller
shit she gave me brain like a motherfucking—

- sly hyperpop lyrics

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