SUICIDEBOY - But Wait, There's More (Feat. Pouya) | Текст песни

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BUT WAIT, THERE'S MORE

[Verse 1: Pouya]
Yuh
I pay my hoes my bills my homage
I never end the collage
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The head of rappers
I pack the Mack 11
To send you to another dimension
Not to mention
I pop the Smith and Wesson
With no second guessin
Yo bitch get to steppin
Once I get in yo way get out
Don’t want to hear a word out of your mouth
Wassup with that pussy don’t doubt me
I can make it squirt
While I skurt in the Audi
Bitch I’m outie after that
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Touch in Instagram
Put you on the map
Don’t discriminate
Fuck a handicap
No life or death
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[Verse 2: Yung Plague]
Attack (?) days
I was blowing rays
Now I'm soaked in grey from all these fucking growing pains
Keep on throwing shade you'll meet the fucking sharpened blade
I'm stealing trophies out the trophy case
Fuck a card, every dealt I got, poker face
Stealing all the (?) hoe
Fucking all the (?) though
If life's a book rip out the last page and roll up a J hoe
Bitch I'm Yung Plague, no way
Ima grow fangs
Rip out your throat
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[Verse 3: $carecrow]
Finding pills bottles on my motherfucking dresser mane
Couple lil models all up in my Twitter mentions mane
I'm the mane
That'll make a stain out of your fucking brain
Smoking strange off some strange grain that I can't explain
Fuck the fame, fuck these fucking lames
That's why I isolate
Can't relate to none of you motherfuckers
Keep me in my grave
Hold up wait(?)
Ducking in the shade
Shooting up the (?)
Stuck at Hell's gates with Yung Plague and I'm draped in grey

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