@lieu-archive well if youre not gonna post the lyrics than idgaf

perobug - leaf

perobug - better than ever prod mental

perobug, rap, lieu, rabplayer, prod, spies, smoke

hahahahahahahaha

nuisance

axis

[Intro]

We puttin' him on the map, bitch
Now his body in a casket
I'd rather count up them racks, bitch yeah yeah yeah
(uh) Talk down to me, you get blasted
I'm tryna run where the bag is
Do you see anybody laughing now?
Wow, okay
You lie cause everything you say is cap, bitch
And we don't tolerate that cap shit
99bug ain't about this, yeah
Jugging his shit, yeah I wanna have it
Tell bitch nothing and she found it
Buying that bitch is a habit yuh
Bitch, I got these guns out, I gonna get him, yeah
They wanna bug me they can't be me
Is that boy tweaking off acid? Yuh

[Verse 1]

That boy a bop for real
Imma sit just and I'll pop my pills
They wanna be me, they copy still
Sippin' on wock, I can't even feel
Wait on the side, yeah I'm finna deal
Fake ass Glock, it's not even real
Dot to his head, he fuckin' with 12
That boy a bitch, he not even real
Run where I want yeah I wanna sell

[Verse 2]

Ha!
Gun on me, what for?
One shot, one shot
Fuck that bitch, I'm bored
So much fucking money on me, I win an award
Posted up with kimi and we jugging kids on Tor
And it's not my fault but that bitch so annoying
That bitch call my phone and she said she want a boyfriend
I don't call her back cause the bands more important
9x19 bullets in his motherfuckin' organs
Send militia to his home
Blood on his sweatshirt and his dome
Fucking with heartclinic yeah they clones
Me and kimi on a roll
Juggin' his shit, we juggin' his clothes
Boy you a bitch, he's only alone
I spend 2 racks and now I just press speed dial on my phone
Caught up, I'ma get with him
Don't know, who brought it?
I'ma stay within it, I'ma do it
So we jugg his allowance
Heartclinic's on the rise
Talkin' about me, you childish
I'm making money, you frowning
You will not kill me, you aren't a-about it

[Outro]

Not my fault that that bitch so annoying
That bitch call my phone and she said she want a boyfriend
I don't call her back cause the bands more important
9x19 bullets in his motherfuckin' organs
(Heartclinic season two-t-two)

not my fault

[Verse]
​bug
Why are you poor and I'm mad rich?
And my bitch, she better than average
Get off my dick, you can't add shit
(Pew pew pew) Glock make him run, athlete
Choppa make him sing like he AViT
No bread, no bread, he think he got blacklist
He just so poor and it's sad as shit
With the g22, it abandon him
I spend my money on Raf Simons
Talking online, we put caps in him
7.62, boy, it's catching him
And I'm catching up faster than him
Juggn his Trues like he Javin
He broke, I'm lookin at 7 M's
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not my fault

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