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slymeboyzcult - cult shit lyrics

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(hook: aegis n0ble)
why you always on some f-ck sh-t?
why you acting like you stuntin’
we the ones that keep the blunts lit’
she worship us she on some cult sh-t (x2)

(verse 1: wastemane)
aegis n0ble with the bangers
pulling up in all black
proceed with caution in some danger
we want the cash in the bag

going obi on the triples
puttin’ acid in ya becks
never od on the scripts though
we just go cash in the checks

ask me why, i say “why not?”
then we go jet with the pack
let all these problems be bygones
see you upset and i laugh

skeep and i counting the benjamins
shipping is same as the billing
twebs is nowhere to be found though
aegis is counting the shillings

africa playing like todo
i’m with my cult, never solo
tommy all on me, no polo
rocking a ring i’m like frodo

feel like i’m floating in sp-ce
then i’m gonna skrt on the case
that’s why i cover my face
when i’m out and about and i’m up in yo place

why you always on some lame sh-t?
we on some skrt and swerving lanes sh-t
please don’t step into my sp-ceship
i’m sp-cing out off of that laced sh-t

(hook 2)

(verse 2: aegis n0ble)
finna hit a track, and i’m running laps
f-ck it up
and i’m done with that
and she love me, and she wonder if i love her back (no)
b-tch, i cannot cuff with that
i can not f-ck with that

smoking that bud in abundance
young and you fronting
ain’t got that money but act like you stunting
made something from nothing
jumbo jet how we juggin’
in the sky, now i’m buggin’
can’t lie, i’m drunk
swerving all in her, i’m bustin’

quit with the talking
ya’ll quick with -ssumptions
we eating that good
im quitting the nuggets
her ex call her up, i said b-tch, f-ck em
i’m getting the nut
i said im bustin’

rolling a dutch, then we get bluntin’
i got me a cup, f-ck it, i’m chugging
i got me a sl-t, you know she suckin’
i’m up in her guts, like a gun that be bussin’

i’m hitting her up, that b-tch she gushin’
ya homie a b-tch, i do not trust him
i’m up in the sh-t, slymeboyz a cult
yeah, she be feeling the bulge

y’all are just fiction like pulp
i get mad green like the hulk
get it in bulk, y’all are just dull
flocking like gulls
smoking these bones while she giving me skull

finna hit a track, and i’m running laps
f-ck it up
and i’m done with that
and she love me, and she wonder if i love her back (no)
b-tch, i cannot cuff with that
i can not f-ck with that

- slymeboyzcult lyrics

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