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Wh3n I g3t FaMoUs
staring at my glock that's got no fucking round.
this hates got my head spinning, laying on the ground.
put a tie on my finger so i can fucking remember.
her body underneath my fingers felt so tender
i'm writing these lyrics with no beat in my head.
cuz i wish i was smoking some dank weed instead.
i could float on a cloud and feel high as fuck.
but i got no fucking weed... that's my luck.
sitting next to Amanda, and she's kinda drunk.
but whatever i dont give a fuck.
when i get famous this will be a big hit.
this will be my fucking underground shit.
AMANDA GET BACK TO EARTH.
she's crazy and she has been since birth (i think)
fuck this, i need a hard drink.
21 members right on my screan.
fuck this shit i need to scream!
but when i get famous this wont mean shit
cuz i will just pick up my bong and take another hit.
this hates got my head spinning, laying on the ground.
put a tie on my finger so i can fucking remember.
her body underneath my fingers felt so tender
i'm writing these lyrics with no beat in my head.
cuz i wish i was smoking some dank weed instead.
i could float on a cloud and feel high as fuck.
but i got no fucking weed... that's my luck.
sitting next to Amanda, and she's kinda drunk.
but whatever i dont give a fuck.
when i get famous this will be a big hit.
this will be my fucking underground shit.
AMANDA GET BACK TO EARTH.
she's crazy and she has been since birth (i think)
fuck this, i need a hard drink.
21 members right on my screan.
fuck this shit i need to scream!
but when i get famous this wont mean shit
cuz i will just pick up my bong and take another hit.
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