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Fatguydestroysxbox (Glitchre Remix)

Prod- me
Lyrics:

I know I’m a wimpy pissy little bitch
I don’t have many friends cause I treat them like shit
People make fun of me for music cause It is cringe
I’m either too loud or too soft to fit in

I don’t care I’m having some fun with this shit
Experimenting with new sounds for shits and giggles
I used to watch the wiggles
That shit was fire miss life back then with biggol stuffed animals 

and no worries
And Every bad day could be fixed with a slurpee
And all my very tiny little fuckin worries 
were if my cat gracie would come and snuggle with me

And me and my friends would just play on our wii
When we’d play bowling we’d almost break the tv
We’d play Wii play with the the tanks type beat
That really fuckin was the best game of that thing. 

I miss me
I really lost touch with myself recently
I feel kinda lonely people isolate me
I just don’t want people to fuckin hate me 
I know I be lame I’m not great I’m easy
Easy to beat up and easy to fuck with
I know that I’m dumb but I’m done now so just leave me alone bitch

leave me alone

Kntshow

● LYRICS●
Pretty little, pre-
Your lie, lie (Yeah, uh, yeah)

[Verse: Freddie Gibbs & Benny The Butcher]
I was just f***ing them girls, I was gon' get right back
I had a line on that soft, I was gon' switch it to crack
I stuck to tires like I'm fixing a flat, swimming through racks
Cooked my first zip, lost six, brought twenty-two back
Bitch, what you trippin' on?
Just sold a brick, still down to whip a song
I don't even fuck with the dawg, straight cutting fentanyl
She asked me if I'm f***ing her friend, just know I'm hitting y'all
Fuck an opp, two-fifty round drums when I give it to y'all
And it'll make The Shade Room if these bloggers knew who I'm fucking
It'll make the same news if the feds knew who I'm plugging
You bought sixty grams off me, I probably threw in a dozen
You need a dope boy, bitch, fuck you gon' do with a husband?

[Pre-Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
Bitch, I been on The Shade Room, got three baby mamas, I'm thuggin
TMZ been at my house, taking pictures, all of a sudden
Heard the DEA, they tossing indictments, they want to cuff him
I'ma leave up out the country with fake ID like McLovin

[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
Bitch, what you trippin' on?
Thirty-six raw, cut that with acetone
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, get hard, they hit the crack phone
(Bitch, what you trippin' on?)
Thirty-six raw, cut that with acetone
Saturday and Sunday, I only talk on the family phone (Shit)

[Interlude: Freddie Gibbs & Benny The Butcher]
These motherfuckers out here talking about, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm tired of- I'm tired of all these niggas talking about this whole dope shit, the drug shit, nigga
Nigga, I made it to the motherfucking GRAMMY's, nigga
You talking 'bout ''Shit, I'll show you the raw'', nigga (Yo, yo)

[Verse 2: Benny The Butcher & Freddie Gibbs]
I treat her like coke, get her wet, then hit her with the ice
Reward a single bitch that's faithful to a nigga with a wife
Plug hate me like I ran off with bundles and fucked his wife
Migo stabbed me in the eye, hit a dirty knife for the night
You ain't never been in a gang war if you don't know my life
Feds got me up on the gang board, VL for life
Big Rabbit got a package, goddamn it, I keep a Sprite
When Obama got elected, I caught a case with a wife (Yeah)
Bitch, what you trippin' on?
They want to know how I feel about Mach workin' with West
Why would I give a fuck? I'm rich already, I wish him the best
Played the game where a brick get you death, A hit get you less
Judged for the number on your shirt, but it won't be Mitchell & Ness
You like to claim her, the truth is we shared the bitch, so I guess
I sent her back with some cash in her purse and dick on her breath, yeah
I make my girl a star too from buying all that yola
Gang hit again, y'all hoes still crying in Toyotas

[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
Bitch, what you trippin' on?
Thirty-six raw, cut that with acetone
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, get hard, they hit the crack phone
(Bitch, what you trippin' on?)
Thirty-six raw, cut that with acetone
Saturday and Sunday, I only talk on the family phone (Bitch, what you trippin' on?)

[Outro: Benny The Butcher]
This for my nigga Doug
First nigga ever gave me a brick, man
How i'm gon' forget you?
That's a chance, you'll be kiddin' me, haha
Federal district attorney
BSF, nigga

Freddie Gibbs - McLovin (Ft.Benny the Butcher) (unreleased)

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*UNCULTURED

Music is over. This is the end. 👌🔥💯
Lyrics:
soundin so cool cause I’m off the goop
smack the shmeeze how many times? Like one or two’
It might make me sneeze achoo achoo achoo
writing these rhymes like a uh a fool
yuh yuh yuh
yuhyuh
yuh
I pull up  
on yo block! Uh!
With my hand 
on my clock! What?!
I gotta fix it
It don't tell the time right
like yo momma
got no tick
only talking all the time
like a bike
I eat cheese!
I eat beans!
i eat some greens too!
Sophie told me to say "pineapple" so pineapple
I got delivery but my bro he got dijorno
something about porn and football 
so i saw this guy drummin on the street and i said
hey guy whachu drummin on the street for
he said hey guy, i just like drummin on the street
catch this beat its about to be real cool
and i said 
ok let me hop on that beat and he said
ok let me smell your feet and i said
ok let me make things real neat
you know yeat? fuck that guy.

leave me alone

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