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letra de prolapse - g-mo skee

– f-ck you f-ck you you’re cool and f-ck you yeah f-ck you
-f-ck you f-ck you you’re cool and f-ck you – f-ck you

[verse 1]
don’t mention us in the same respect i upgraded i’m jason x
you the same exact f-cking lame i met who was sucking d-ck tryna gain a rep
they correct i’m just as guilty cause the flame is set when i’m in the building
i’ll still do you n-ggas filthy can you understand me can you figure-deals me?
i put my pen in a briеfcase cause they trеating it how they treat (?)
this sh-ts illegal in three states and i’m taking flights with the cheap rates
your team on a chain link gate (b-tch!)
standing there yelling we fake
maybe that’s why we can’t relate stay the f-ck out of g-mo skee’s face because (wah!)

[chorus]
my heart died with my old habits
so f-ck the world til’ it prolapses
don’t compare me to those rappers (nah)
these lips kiss no asses (ah!)
i put my d-ck in a cold magnum and f-ck the world til’ it prolapses
[verse 2]
don’t mention us in the same respect or the same light you not as hot
if you walk a mile in my shoes you better bring em’ back cause they cost a lot
i aim high with the infrared and do the same sh-t will smith did to fred
i got a horse d-ck call me mr. ed. one hit now you’re sisters dead
before i let you n-ggas i’m gonna put my skull through a p-ssyhole
i’m rawer than a sushi roll
y’all n-ggas do the tootsie roll
you non-believers better stop there
the lords crying i’m god tier
f-ck with me it is not fair
get your sh-t folded like a lawn chain b-tch ahhh!

[verse 3]
don’t mention us in the same respect that’s absurd to me that’s perjury
i’m ten toes down y’all not cause y’all got ninja turtle feet
i keep it solid like ben grimm and y’all fraudulent pretend friends
since an infant i had a chainsaw in my crib b-tch goin’ vin vin
n-ggas know that i’m mad livid no toilet paper in the pandemic
so i take a page of your rap lyrics ball it up and wipe my ass with it
make origami with your rap image then i smash sh-t at the last minute (f-ck it!)
real recognize real y’all n-ggas catfishing we mad different n-gga ahh!
[chorus]
my heart died with my old habits
so f-ck the world til’ it prolapses
don’t compare me to those rappers (nah)
these lips kiss no asses (ah!)
i put my d-ck in a cold magnum and f-ck the world til’ it prolapses

- g mo skee

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