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zenthepacifist - groovy entity lyrics

hunnidthousand in the bag i’m finna flip a pack
where the credit union’s at i’m tryna make some racks
hunnid k in visa gift cards i never rocked with packs
finna go and fight the irs i never rocked with tax
they put me on a groovy beat and didn’t think i’d spaz
tryna go and get some clothes i never looked at tags
i be rocking all designer never liked to match
halloween dunks on my feet look like a pumpkin patch
my dad told me ’bout the bread i never played catch
once again, this beat is kinda groovy go and play it back
the way i’m out chasing the bag i’ts like i’m playing tag
i was thinking ’bout the dollars ‘fore i made a rack
this that money making music, counting when i do the math
hunnid thousand sitting in my pockets wonder why i sag
left, right, speed racing, in another jag
yeah that’s a luxury car
wake up and send a white girl to go and buy some bars
told my arabian plug to get the black tar
i wake up smoking za i’m tryna go on mars
he was smoking on that what?
it kinda smell like fart
strawberry sherbert look like a poptart
desperate for the bag i’m selling fiends in a golf cart
feeling like i’m curry shootiing threes from half+court
yeah
like this is par one
my shooter got bad aim but got a glocky and it got a drum
shordy said that she would suck me up but can she make me cum?
got good opsec
tay+k i never did the run
dirty nose that’s a chocolate boy
he tryna eat the buns
i just hit a christian girl i think i like the nuns
don’t feel bad, how i’m chatting i do it for fun
everyday i pray to god that my mom love her son

- zenthepacifist lyrics

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