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spamforlife - painkillers (ft. ricch but broke is spirit) lyrics

(paink!llers)
verse 1:
pop another paink!ller numb to the pain n+gga i don’t f+ck wit your gang n+gga lookin at me i don’t f+ck wit your gang n+gga who the f+ck is fte sauce i don’t play wit n+ggas who the f+ck is this n+gga (ooh)

verse 2: he think he all good and sh+t cause he getting all dese promotions out there and sh+t cause he flexin on the gang when he lookin at d+ck lookin at me he’s g+y he can’t rap cause he f+ckin da glit lookin at me tryin to get me to get on his rap cause im a n+gga cause i flex wit dem hittas lookin at me cause i pop anothеr n+gga top off with dat glit wit dat glizzy automatic choppa wit dat stick

verse 3: lookin at dis sh+t b+tch you don’t know anything gang signs round my neck round my chain round my vеst poppin off wit you (ooh) gucci watch round my wrist gucci watch gucci chains round my neck gotta flex wit dat b+tch when i f+ckin flex lookin at dis sh+t b+tch you don’t know anything lookin like lil tay forty thousand round my neck lookin at me she don’t even know my name she just like my f+ckin chain b+tch you don’t know anything

verse 4:
lookin at dis sh+t who da f+ck is fte sauce i don’t f+ckin know who the f+ck is dat though i don’t even know n0body even knows cause he don’t got his music out there cause he so cold lookin at me hes a hoe he got no b+tches he got a hoe hes no hoe lookin at me cause he know he gotta f+ck off

verse 5: (ricch but broke is spirit)
(ay ay ay ay)
i got da gas for the low i need me a keep but can’t f+ck wit no hoe
they said that its christmas leave him in the snow he textin most days im a knock off and throw i hop out that coop boy you better run them seven six twos go off like lebron this lil b+tch mad cause she not the one im rappin for money don’t do it for fun. how you a gangsta you don’t got no gun them seven six twos go knock off your bun caught his ass lackin i hit him wit one im talkin bout bands play for few days knew dat you dumb bout to send his ass back where he from i f+ck from da back she want me to cum im a post off the slum deze n+ggas be mad cuse i run up dem racks imma pick up your b+tch she gonna throw that sh+t back i give her money she gonna make it clap i went back and i made it raps im gettin that money i getting that bay cause i know they gonna hate all dis ice on my neck you might f+ck round and skate if you get i my way somebody gon die if you get in my way don’t f+ck wit da opps but that in my traits but like sauske you can’t eat off my plate somebody gonna die if you play wit my k scope on da choopa look like a peep hole and b+tch i need a freak hoe b+tch im in beast mode

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