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letra de make the world a worse place - ricky bascom

(alright honey, i’m leaving, i’ll see you later)
d-mn, she gone, now i can finally record let’s go
try to stop ricky that’s a bold plan
b-tch you know that i’m a whole man
imma put d-ck in her whole face
ricky gon make the world a worse place
boy you’re so fake man you’re phony
baby momma like “come and hold me”
imma put d-ck in her whole face
ricky gon make the world a worse place
had to listen to myself, i can’t listen to no loser
when you be yourself, they call you g-y and school shooter
she tried to throw me p-ssy but b-tch i didn’t notice
b-tch i wasn’t g-y, b-tch i was focused
havе you ever walked to thе gym in the snow
looked at the cars and then you see a hoe
b-tch i’m r-t-rded but b-tch i ain’t slow
i nut on black b-tches, make em look like cinnamon roll
i don’t like to think cause all thoughts come from h-ll
when i learned my abcs that was my biggest l
my b-tch on molly and she act like a fool
i’m tryna make so much money my kids don’t have to go to school
i knew i was gonna blow up, ain’t gon be no metoo
for every b-tch i f-cked, b-tch you know i got proof
i say i play piano when they ask what i do
i can still start over, i don’t got no tattoos
every shirt look good when you got this body
i’m on coffee and my b-tch on molly
i don’t know how to have fun, how to party
if i ever post a b-tch illuminati got me
b-tch shut the f-ck up b-tch you eat your calories
no i can’t stop get no d-mn ice cream
when i was fat, b-tch you wasn’t on my team
so don’t be mad when i say that we eating lima beans

broke ass boy couldn’t see the vision
broke ass boy man you shoulda listened
if you wanted p-ssy you shoulda been on my team
so go ahead and marinate your baby momma for me
pretty face, no surgery sh-t
i don’t use no rubbers, freddy mercury sh-t
he threaten my life, i’m like shoot me dude
i’m tired of p–ping and eating, i need something new
my black b-tch watching frank zappa rewinds
my white b-tch listening finessed two times
my blue haired b-tch care about environment
i got the incels listening to taylor swift
i was selling candy at school, i was tryna do my best
i was tryna not get caught so i don’t go to iss
she wanna take a selfie b-tch you gotta know your limits
baby i ain’t know i gotta worry about my image
b-tch i don’t talk, when you see me that’s just me
rappers weird in real life, b-tch they talkin bout me
my boss tryna talk but i act like i ain’t heard her
i was chillin at my desk, i was thinkin bout murder (hold up)
i did it cause i wanted to, not cause i had to
i’m at work doing pushups in the bathroom
i did my front and i’m waiting on the back
i don’t believe in preheat i put my food right in
when i was broke still had b-tches up my sleeve
i had bedbugs, them b-tches still wouldn’t leave
made my own beat, i don’t believe in a placement
i ran up 20 racks
in my mom bas-m-nt
b-tch tryna get me take advice she think i can relate
b-tch i can’t relate you got nut on your face
i like a b-tch on her back, b-tch hush
i was in my room brushing my forces with tooth brush
a b-tch in her place? that’s my type
imma scare all the hoes cause that’s what they like
i’m on the deep web and i bought ten bl!ckys
imma make sure ricky don’t go out like ricky
i told people leave my house and they wouldn’t leave
i had to switch up the playbook, that just wasn’t me
n0body respecting me, i had to glow up
jojo stole my ray lewis jersey and post on facebook
i gotta get a b-tch that sing, i’m the rap lavar ball
i can’t get distracted, imma build a superstar
i’m tryna knock taylor swift up before she get too old
i swear to god our kid would be michael jackson cold
i’m so focused b-tch, p-ssy can’t calm my storm
i was inside your b-tch thinking bout diminished chords
my arkansas hitter smoke you for a mcchicken
he don’t give a f-ck about sh-t, his mom and daddy siblings
when you were young b-tch, you were playing games at home
i was with eric (?) drinking adrenochrome
there’s only one thing i love more than love that’s hate
i swear to god imma make the world a worse place ay

- ricky bascom

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