(mush - Kurt lyrics)

She want fuck I might
Vamp hoe gone bite
Guns got no knife 
Blood shot, in my eyes 
I love Gung-ho till I die 
We had to run up now he quite 
Fuck that fine hoe yeah she mine
All my hoes got fye

Bae can I have one taste 
Guns in my face
Run him down like subway surfer (blatt) hit that drake 
I got drugs in my system, momma ask if I’m okay 
We gone slide we don’t even skate 
I could kill you but I don’t even like yo face 

(“Damn I”) Damn I feel like Kurt
I fucked up dem perks 
“I fuc” I fucked up dem perks 
You don’t know everything I seen (“Slatt”)
That hoe like mush you hard
I can’t tell what I’ll turn into, bitch I’m eating yo heart
 
Sip fake lean like triss heart 
I wanna try that xan bar 
I wanna try her liver 
Cannibal like Dahmer 
Hoe said I got cold heart 
I’m stay rocking chrome heart 
Bitch I feel like a monarch 
Spin yo shit like go cart 

I am so damn geeked up
I gotta keep my heat tucked 
This hoe she a freak slut) (freak slut)
Ball for my feature 
Damn, I might buy the whole store 
“Balenci adi-di-da-da”

Rick Owen creased up 
Told em pull up to that show 
Bih can’t get my signature 
I can’t tell you what you know 
This lil hoe gone touch her toes
This hoe feel it inside (“this hoe feel it inside”) “oh, oh my”
Ima keep my heat tucked, till the end of the time (oh, oh my)
(Yeah)
That hoe hit my phone like “mushy where you at?”
(Shut the fuck up)

Kurt

listen on spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/37slVkQ4GnV5izq2ZAtrh9?si=hisiuPZeSligivyIMYzhOA
watch the lyric vid: https://youtu.be/zmj5xTFA2vI?si=GPGLbqQd3dByQ3bq

produced by michael harrison
vocals by @m4tthan
mixed and mastered by @m4tthan

lyrics:
woah
how am i supposed to ball
(i can't get to the court)
if i'm stuck in the hall
bad memories i recall
no friends, i talk to the wall

like every night baby
i sit and fantasize and pray that things go right for me
i needed some love, you was denying me baby
send you a text can you reply to me baby

bulletproof vest, i hold on for dear life
cover my chest but i still don't feel right
(you've engraved in my brain a state of paranoia, don't know what else to say besides i don't wanna know ya)

it sounds cliché, but you played with my head
this the feeling i dread
i'm scared i lay back in bed
it sounds cliche, but you played with my head

woah
how am i supposed to ball
(i can't get to the court)
if i'm stuck in the hall
bad memories i recall
no friends, i talk to the wall

like every night baby
i sit and fantasize and pray that things go right for me
i needed some love, you was denying me baby
send you a text can you reply to me baby

stuck in the hall

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Cover art by satire003

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