Mob Psycho
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Remember days I was tryna Climb out my misery Met many men lost in abyss Tried to kick me down But present moment I don't let it get to me Rocking by myself habitually Smoking blunts having Breakfast at Epiphanies Your girl say she tryna give me holy trinity Agree to disagree Tryna let my mom go on a living spree Obstacles feel like the Sweet Chin into the Pedigree Ice water drip s. pellegri Way past Mars smoking on the Lemon Cheese Could really give uhh- if you feeling me Soliloquy's Nineteen-Ninety Six til Infinity My Mob Psycho killin' y'all Michael Jackson Jordan Tyson Myers Pliers the way the game got me gripped Check the color of my skin But it couldn't let me slip And I'm wondering How many licks Do it take to get to the center of her pussy pop? Of her of her pussy pop Of her pussy pop Of her of her pussy pop Aye Yuh Aye Sentencing for past pretenses The rich standing on glass ceilings They got from more than crack dealings Now it's some opiates that taste like Grape Soda Now instead of shoot up they just pour up I been woke up Think y'all need some Folger's Seven bitches on my phone It's looking like a folder Stare in the eyes of soulless Dreams straight shattered Partners who done threw em off the ladder I eat a lotta fruit now I'm filled up with the juice Blueberries & mangos Head game phenomenal I know she gon' start fallin' like a domino Then start a war bussin straps at the Alamo Salt and Sugar you can't tell between the granules Took my time the climb was steady gradual Move in silence got no guidelines Make it look so casual Speaking like I got the biggest ego But I'm still stickin' to the G-Code While yo man looking for a cheat code You cant buy my style but you could get a lease tho If she got a deep throat then I'm like Shaq at the free throw (Shaq's like 50% at the free-throw LOL) SWISH My mob psycho killin y'all Michael Jackson Jordan Tyson Myers Pliers the way the game got me gripped Check the color of my skin But it couldn't let me slip And I'm wondering How many licks Do it take to get to the center of her pussy pop (One!) Of her pussy pop (Two!) of her of her pussy pop (Three!) Yeah, uh Uh, yeah Drop the gun Walking out Of this war zone Not the one But you scanning me Up and down Like I got a barcode Saw your girl She speak in tongues Something like morse code Sacred Floral Aura in my Fronto Create my reality Treat this shit like Chalk Zone I don't mock those who go Where the flock goes Safety in numbers but I'm ready for the change like pronto My Mob Psycho killin' y'all Michael Jackson Jordan Tyson Myers Pliers the way the game got me gripped Check the color of my skin But it couldn't let me slip And im wondering How many licks Do it take to get to the center of her pussy pop? Of her of her pussy pop (pussy) of her of her pussy pop (pop) Yea My Mob Psycho killin' y'all Michael Jackson Jordan Tyson Myers Pliers the way the game got me gripped Check the color of my skin But it couldn't let me slip And im wondering How many licks Do it take to get to the center of her pussy pop? (One!) Of her of her pussy pop (Two!) of her pussy pop (Three!) of her of her pussy pop (Four) Yea And that's been SAD2CUGO Hope y'all had a good time (And thank you) Planet Werd comin' soon (And ya welcome) I Love You We good
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