letra de bottom feeder - geoff salad
[chorus: n-train]
b-tch, i eat -ss, so they callin’ me a bottom feeder
i hit my girlfriend, lookin’ like a cheater beater
guns, i own plenty; i use them to k!ll people
if you step to me i’ll have my secretary bill people
[verse 1: slice]
dr. sheehy, pediatrics west
he’s the man that knows my health better than the rest
charlotte krauch, workin’ the front desk
takin’ calls from angry moms who think that they know best
[verse 2: n-train]
snuck in through the back door
now you dead on the floor
they call me nathan, hydration station
pour me up i need more
[verse 3: slice]
venmo, venmo
give me money then we’ll go
to the mall to find some products, run some errands
b-tch we got this
clean the brushes, turpentine
cigarettes, yes please
wife material marry me
wedding cake, lets get baked
[chorus: n-train]
b-tch, i eat -ss, so they callin’ me a bottom feeder
i hit my girlfriend, lookin’ like a cheater beater
guns, i own plenty; i use them to k!ll people
if you step to me i’ll have my secretary bill people
[verse 4: slice]
never do mdma
that sh-t makes your seretonin go away
gligar spotted out on route 6
don’t forget to bring the trail mix
[bridge: n-train]
all right guys, welcome back to my let’s play
[verse 5: geoffyg]
time to talk about me
motherf-cker you wanna see
talkin’ ’bout my life with glee
smokin’ trees, runnin’ from the dup
tryna be free, b-tterfree
grow some wings, imma make it big
don’t need a wig cause i’m the real f-ckin thing
spittin’ heat from my lips, got some heat on my hip
like a timmy jimmy crip
kiss a girl on her lips
gonna give her just the tip
step back, pop a nip, skrrt off in the whip
studio’s makin’ raps, put death salad on the map
guns blazin’, bap bap bap
henny flowin’ from the tap
eighty heads in the trap
b-tches love me, i don’t give a cr-p
ain’t hittin’ anything that look like that
can’t hit curveb-lls, w-lly mo
but i be partyin’ with hoes
i see those dabs, yeah i do those
this verse be comin’ to a close
buyin’ stacks at moe’s
gardening at lowe’s
boolin’ out with bros
writin’ lines like pros
stuntin’ for some hoes
fame like counting crows
and before you know, i’ll be outselling shows
[chorus: n-train]
b-tch, i eat -ss, so they callin’ me a bottom feeder
i hit my girlfriend, lookin’ like a cheater beater
guns, i own plenty; i use them to k!ll people
if you step to me i’ll have my secretary bill people
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