Lil darkie, BRUHMANEGOD - DIRTY POTTY lyrics

lil darkie [Joshua Jagan Hamilton]

[Lil darkie, BRUHMANEGOD - DIRTY POTTY lyrics]

11 hours I'm spending atop a dirty potty
No spending power don't bend for
Parties that hurt me body
I'm workin thoughts
In a burning pot I don't curtsy often
I'm using poison making noise until
I fill me coffin

I'll have you know I don't want
Nothing to do with you losers
Ain't we all losin ourselves to
The point we lose confusion
I feel buzzing all over my damn nerves
Tobaccy burning no longer a damn herb

Disgusting substance in my gullet, fuck it
Pull it
Pussy gotta take a breath
Step outside it's best for life or
Just request your time of death
Where you'll find there's never


Time to change
Your mind for how you live

God or goddess ganja lock it
In a muthafuckin web
(Smoke)
Time for muthafuckin bed
All these products placin puss inside
The common kind of med
I'll be smoking till I'm dead

TV is evil all these people get fucked
I need diesel, you need evil you stuck
Relieve your penis, you need semen to bust
I'm BMG, I don't people please for none

One more round I pull up
On a muthafuckin fridge
I need some more balance out
It in the fuckin mix
Split big cigs ever been mook sick
Foot so big, homies cooked so quick

Mmm
I'm feeling one with particulate matter
Off a barbiturate shatter
Quaalude and this bit of clatter
Clinking containers
I'm never thinking of haters
I used to drink until later
But now I drink when the paper come in
Drinking potater like vodka
Drinking agave tequila
Quiet the neighbors'll hear ya whisper
Take my turn upon the toilet on the shitter
Paper crisper when you broke
Creating litter
There is always a place that
Your trash has to inhabit
In habitats of rabbits
In habits grab and stab it
This faggot is very ragged
From self inflicted poising
Ingestion of this ethanol
Can't even smell the testicles
That linger on his breath at all
F it all

Spectacles impeccable
Detect the bullshit
Dissectible amphibian
That swimming in it oooh
I brought a bit of bud hey bud, hit? Cool
I bought a bit of bud off Bud's bitch who?

The figure quick in her knickers the
Picker licked a nigga wallet
Tried to call it, with my cellphone
Hell no
Trick her not by slipping her liquor
By knocking out her cold
Boutta ronda rousey this lousy hoe
Pockets bountiful
I found the fold inside of her
Jacket get back to counting fools
Mountain souls
Mounted on the stone and on the paper
Look me, look me in my eyes
Before I buy this booty shaker
George!
But mister Benjamin he hold
Her in the morning
He say Brittany or Lauren
Opportunity is whoring
Sell your soul and never do a thing again
Paper men
Im just spitting some important for
Domestic and for foreign
If you drinking you might rap until you dead
Save your meds

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