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letra de forget you - arko (arko)

[intro: ibeenruined]
wake up next to me, and the next day you’re not
wake up next to me, and the next day you’re not
manuel, noah, yeah, and caleb too yeah
caleb too yeah

[verse: ibeenruined & arko]
i don’t wanna wake up without you
i was pulling up with matthew
running so fast so to catch you
catch you, i can’t forget you
yuh, running up my bands now
yuh, got a lot of fans now
wait, yeah, i was just kidding
yuh, but i’m still winning (i was just living)

[verse: arko and shrimpuel]
yuh, stack my bands to the ceiling
yuh, got your mom in the kitchen
cooking up the stu,yeah, now we in the kitchen
cooking up the chicken, caleb, shut the f-ck up
i can’t say nothing, cus, manuel won’t shut up
tired of this rapping sh-t cus i’m gonna k!ll myself now
imma k!ll myself yeah, imma k!ll myself yeah
i can’t do nothing no more, cus im all dead yeah (still need to take my order)
yeah, yuh, pouring up with hayden
yuh, pouring up with caleb
shut the f-ck up caleb, i’m tired of your mouth yeah
i don’t know what you talk about, what it was racks yeah
yeah i got a stack, yeah, you know what i be doing
i just scammed some people for a shoe yeah
you ain’t got a shoe yeah, got some nike air force’s
you know how i’m rocking boy, because you is dead yeah
shot you in the head, now you’re laying on the ground boy
shot you in the head boy, you laying up oh no
got you in my bed yeah, [?]
you know how i’m dead yeah -burp-
[verse: caleb]
yeah you’re built like a pair of pliers
my mom died in a, house fire
laughed at her funeral when i thought of big chungus
manuel, please wash your hair, you’re growing a fungus
did i mention that manuel smells really bad?
yeah i call you carter, because your last name is lat
k!lled somebody and left their corpse behind beach bowl
big chungus, lol
-yeah yeah- -yeah- yeah-

[verse: shrimpuel]
caleb won’t hit two block, yeah, cus he a nerd
skating with the homies, yeah, we posted at the block
feel like frank ocean, how i got a crack rock
pistol whipping homeless, yeah, i do it with a glock
pistol whipping homeless, yeah, i do it with a glock
time moving slo-mo, how i’m staring at this clock
posted at mcdonald’s, yeah, i want a shamrock
i got dementia, how i’m repeating these bars
doing me a kickflip, how i got them on lock

[outro: ibeenruined]
“doing me a kickflip, how i got them on lock”
“doing me a kickflip, how i got them on lock”

- arko arko

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