awefull is a dystopia Lyrics

Need another bag for another body

Put my stick aside when I'm feelin holy

Ran your mans brain, with my old Honda

My luck is up, oxy got me drowsy

When the cloud drops, it's the sesh time

With the makeup on, lookin like a mime

Fuckers can't count, still want dimes

And the men down, got no more lives

I bring a hearse for your dads body

Ain't that bad how thoughtful of me

Couple ratchet hoes wanna blow me

No one likes havin' money bein lonely

Rang the pussy up, bring her to my crib

She gon' suck me while I'm on a acid trip

Her eyes glittered when she knew I'm rich

I don't need a bitch with zero drip

Hatin' on the name now is not the time

I can zoom past, money on the bribe

Your mans down, someone dial the nine

And the old keys, actin' like my drive

And my old G's, see me come alive

She on both knees, I jus brought the fire

Got the new deal, pussy get in line

Your time is up, takeaway not dine

Ion forget when you messed with the wrong man

We both knew he pussy so you dog that

Couple shots you didn't make, I done dodge dat

On that night maybe shouldn't have call back

I don't need you, need no pussy that a man had

King of the city where I had my last stand

Shake that big booty for me on the ass cam

And we out lootin' till we fill our backpack

I made big, hope you bitches still stalk me

Match her lips and I go Birkenstock dat

Awful is Awful with a double Prozac

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