Cxrpse, Eddison - FENTANYL lyrics

[Cxrpse, Eddison - FENTANYL lyrics]

You don't really wanna take a life
Y-y you don’t know yourself
Why you talkin' online?
Bank account gettin' bigger
So I guess that shit is fine
I I I I ’ma do what
I do, I'ma get what's mine, mi-mi-mine
You don't really wanna take a life
Y-y you don't know yourself
Why you talkin' online?
Bank account gettin' bigger
So I guess that shit is fine
I I I I 'ma do what
I do, I’ma get what’s mine, mi-mi-mine

I put on a fake smile, I guess I'm content
La laughin’ at the niggas who
Said I would never win
If I didn't feel okay
I'd put 'em deep in the cement
Call up Beamy
And you know we finna hop over the fence
I I I I I gotta get what I want
I need it right now
You gеt stomped, you get fucked
Niggas gеt left in the dust
America is corrupt, fuck you, nigga
Life sucks i’m keepin' this shit a buck
They don't wanna see me up

You don't really wanna take a life
Y-y you don't know yourself
Why you talkin' online?
Bank account gettin' bigger
So I guess that shit is fine
I I I I 'ma do what
I do, I'ma get what's mine, mi-mi-mine
You don't really wanna take a life
Y-y you don't-
You don't really wanna take a life
You don't really-
You don't really wanna take a life
I I I I 'ma do what
I do, I'ma get what's mine, mi-mi-mine

Wait, wait, wait, wait
(Phew, phew, phew, phew)
Wait, wait, wait, wait
(Phew, phew, phew, phew)
Yeah, wait, there he go, there he go
(Phew, phew, phew, phew)

Yeah, bitch, you know we up like a penis
And I stay outside 'cause I am a demon
Choppa with a beam and it's beamin', phew
We do it up, when we must
You don't know nobody that can touch us
You don't know nobody that can fuck with us
Bankroll, I'ma hit a stain with
The drum dum dum
Main ho, had to hit it twice
How could I hit it once?
And I don't fight 'cause I shoot shit
Come fight me
Fuck on your granny after fuckin' your wifey
Lil' bitch
Get some money then I prowl like a Nike
I'm outside
I been feelin' real sheisty and shit
Put the cash inside the bowl
Put the cash inside the bowl
Put the cash inside the bowl when
I hit it from the one
We gon' catch him on the nose when
We hit him in the nose
Nigga, he ain't even know that we hit him
Niggas prayin' that we don't want war
But we do want somethin'
And it starts with your whore
Once I'm done fuckin' your whore, nigga
I don't want no more
I'm finna hit it from the back and
Then I'm dashin' out the door
These niggas cappin', steady blabbin'
On they jackin', on they phone
I just got packin' mattress in mass
Amounts but I need me more
These niggas fuckin' faggots
It's sad 'cause I know they really poor
You don't even make no money
What you even do this for? (What the fuck?)
Had to leave his pussy ass in the street
(Like some meat) double D on the beat
Came with some pods and some peas
Got a mattress with some drugs underneath
I love servin' that bitch up
I got her fallin' out her teeth

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