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letra de fomo cypher - matxeus

[intro: the reidweb]
aww yeah, bj on that beat
everybody getting f-cked today

[verse 1: the reidweb, mr. simp, lanecka, gius wrld]
f-ck the b-tches today they six feet under
emily with them too she just ain’t dead (boo)
i’m tryna f-ck dudes today
f-ckin’ dj in my trunk hittin’ his junk with my junk
pulling on bluca’s thin ass hair watching fiore stare at my huge p-n-s in the air
now i’m in julian while massi’s in me, call it a double stuffed golden oreo b-tch
after that carlucci suckin’ me standing up (‘cause he’s short)
and eman in that cuck chair watching matteus and slu hittin’ each other from the back, put that on letterboxed (cringe man)
mike ain’t in here cus mike gets no dudes (alright bud, you’rе cancelled)

[interlude: the reidweb, papi bear, young pooch, matxeus, lanecka]
the bеat’s about to drop
yo it’s dropping, i swear to god, it’s dropping
it’s coming, it’s coming (cringe)
yo the beat’s dropp-
i swear you gotta be the antithesis of talent
where the f-ck is my beer?
pooch
f-ckin’ cringe!

[verse 2: young pooch, matxeus, the reidweb, lanecka]
i may be small but i eat tons like i’m luke reid (cringe)
speaking of the guy he might need some febreeze
every time he sits down his chair gets worried
he’s so fomo that he picks on midgets (emily)
the girls are kinda nice but god i f-cking hate bec (f-ck)
every time she comes to plans she’s always f-cking sketch (sh-t)
kayla tryna play with b-lls like chris fiore (b-lls)
reid always tryna f-ck jackie, that wh0re
the blonde yapper in this group he never shuts his trap
my neighbour has sh-tting problems, just take a f-cking cr-p (mac bro)
pooch with the heat, this is my street (huh, huh)
lowkey it’s me and dj carrying this
track
[verse 3: mr. simp, the reidweb, gius wrld, all]
pomengrate juice
yo we need some massi on this sh-t
massi, massi, massi, massi
awh fine
i guess i’ll do it
matteus thinks he’s tony stark, he’s more like tony stank
we can’t take him out because we know he has no bank
know i pull up on him, and i hit him with that shank
he’s not even worth my time ‘cause i’m drawing a blank

[verse 4: matxeus, emillimeter, gius wrld]
now who was in paris?
you can’t say that!
shut up emily, you’re f-cking short so go away rat (smurf)
built just like a lego minifigure, where you made at? (lego)
go and tell the minions i say hi since you go way back (banana)
eman got his cousin’s cousin’s sister’s fiancé’s wedding
i know they like, “eman look how big your jaw is getting”
dollarama sellout b-tch, those stories never ending
so where the f-ck your off switch, or at least a volume setting (shh)
b-b-b-b-bluca man, you gotta take a shower (ugh)
everywhere you go that stench is lingering for hours (ew)
even that breath too, i know you got that sh-t like bowser
‘cause knocking people out with gas, your only superpower
king crypto on the track and he think that he got aura (no)
but measure up lil’ bro, he built like dora the explorer
he talkin’ big game, but we all seen the horror (ooh, ahh)
he might be standing up, but he’s giving reid oral
can i get a, double cheeseburger
we can go yap for yap
f-ck that, we can go fomo for fomo
fiore’s a little b-tch, imma beat his ass tomorrow
[verse 5: paratellum, lanecka, zio mikey, qatareman, subtle sizzle]
throwing hands little mac you’re gonna catch a beating (yeah man!)
i’ll put that b-tch in a coma and through a tube he’s eating (cringe)
like massi at the plate, you know at everything i’m swinging (lanky)
ain’t no f-cking smoke and mirrors, got no vape we bringing (erm, i have asthma)
addicted, restricted, humour like my tea, twisted (jordan)
six feet under that two em’s, yea they red misted (emily’s short)
chambered in mikey’s bones (hollow)
leave them hanging, breathless (gallows)
like fiore when it comes to girls, we on a mission, run it (apollo)
these beches sleeping on this song popping ambiens, (mickey mouse)
with nose, neck, jaw, success is never in our plans (lemickey)
taking ls seems so common, guess they’re ginomen
we out here dropping bombs, time to call this beat j-pan (brazy)

[verse 6: lil angler, papi bear, matxeus]
fiore’s a little b-tch, i know that he’s to scared to rap
and every time he speaks he makes me wanna take a nap
he said he’d write a verse, but i’m calling it bluca (cap)
and half his height disappeared, with the thanos snap

[bridge: the reidweb, papi bear, bec the baddie & kurlyk, sluca]
yo is it chilly in here?
bec and kayla, put a shirt on
no!
kayla boo-do-do-do
when i see emily, i just say kayla boo
yo bluca is that your grandma
no, oh no, no no no no wait wait wait wait no no
[verse 7: papi bear]
i pushed grandma into traffic
where the f-ck is my beer
i’m pulling up on reid, guess what, he crashed
that car was garbage, ‘cause that sh-t was smashed
this ain’t no game, i’m watchin’ you curb your whip
brokie’s lost in the sauce, this rookie’s jumping ship
take a seat eman, your jaw’s about to drop
i’m in this rap game, i’m the g.o.a.t., i can’t be stopped
i’m spitting bars so hot, watch your weak flow rot
your rhymes are like a bluff, careful eman you got shot
slu’s nose on the grind, but his vision is blurred
listen up, i’m the king, you’re about to be slaughtered
lyrical warfare bro, i’m bringing hors d’oeuvres

[outro: papi bear, lil mackie, zio mikey, sluca]
so, that’s the end of the song guys
i got this
emily is short (you’re f-cking short emily)
f-ck slu (just put the fries in the bag bro)
i really don’t like his big f-ckin’ nose (you forgot my straw)
ya man!

- matxeus

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