Octi - Hypocrite (Bonus) lyrics

[Octi - Hypocrite Bonus lyrics]

I feel sick, so I can't text a bitch
You know I'm not fucking with
Hypocrite, spend 300 on my kicks
I don't care what you win, 200
I get it quick
Need my shit I'm feeling sick, Baby
You's a hypocrite

I need my benzos, Trues and Kenzo
Like baby let's go, I gotta glo
I need my benzos, Trues and Kenzo
Like all my friends though, weed
Coke and benzos

You's a hypocrite, you's a fucking hypocrite
Fuck bands, yeah I made it quick
But bitch I ain't gonna share
'cus you's a hypocrite
But bitch I ain't gonna share
'cus you a hypocrite



I need my benzos, Trues and Kenzo
Like baby let's go, I gotta glo
I need my benzos, Trues and Kenzo
Like all my friends though, weed
Coke and benzos

I feel sick, so I can't text a bitch
You know I'm not fucking with
Hypocrite, spend 300 on my kicks
I don't care what you win, 200
I gеt it quick
Need my shit I'm feeling sick, Baby
You's a hypocrite

When I'm up in the Mall
You know I go cop it all
Baby I'm just fucking with you
Thеy ain't got 1 of 1
Robins Jeans, 1 of 1, Dolce Jeans, 1 of 1
True Religion, 1 of 1

I feel sick, so I can't text a bitch
You know I'm not fucking with
Hypocrite, spend 300 on my kicks
I don't care what you win, 200
I get it quick
Need my shit I'm feeling sick, Baby
You's a hypocrite

I need my benzos, Trues and Kenzo
Like baby let's go, I gotta glo
I need my benzos, Trues and Kenzo
Like all my friends though, weed
Coke and benzos

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