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Post Verified Lifestyle

(album: All My Heroes Are Cornballs - 2019)


I don't even gotta
Ford F-250, two of 'em
With the WiFi and the nitrous booster
You know how we do
Fuck, ooh
Fuck, fuck, fuck

Fuck
I'm feeling like fucking you up (Fuck)
I still got the stick in the truck (Yeah)
I'm treating this bitch like a cuck, brrt, MAC, loading it up (Ya)
Hit your neck, and your back, and your blunt
Circle 'round and send you to the sun (Ah)
I don't hide from you bums (No)
I survived through the slums (Yeah)
When you die, they'll adjust (Adjust)
Fuck it, I'm breaking you off (Uh, uh)
Bitch, I came back with the Hi-Point 'cause I know that you soft (I know it, I know it, I know it)
Never let 'em catch you slipping, kept my eyes wide like Kate Ross
Peggy eighteen

Let's get it
Boy, let's get it (Let's get it)
You know what? Um...
You get put on the spot, and you're supposed to be talking about something
But you don't know what to talk about (Damn)
Like this very moment
That's right, that's what's going on right now
Huh?
That's what's going on right now
Yeah, um
Don't worry about it, you'll be okay
Hold on, nigga
It's just something I grew up on (Yeah)
We playing with pencils for fun?

We playing with pistols for fun
Mama said, "Don't rely on no gun"
That's why I'm fading you bums (Bah)
Label say that I'm fatal to fun
When I die, want all my enemies to take a sigh and say, "R.I.P."
And everyone that I don't fuck with, all of a sudden started fucking with me
Incredible, took an edible and throw my keyboard mother to me (Ha)
Oh, you think you up and coming, G?
Nah, up and comers really think they me
Bitch, I'm Beanie Sigle, mixed with Beatles with a dash of DOOM at ninety-eight degrees
So fuck a pill, I won't take a plea
I'm bungie jumping to my destiny
Post verified, 'cause these niggas really think a handle could handle me
It's the young, black Ali G (Pa)
Falling off 'fore I catch a fee
Hit the mirror, let me down with ease, baby

How you wanna turn me on?
How you wanna turn me on?
I can never be alarmed
It's all
Your parameters have been set

Damn, Peggy
Damn, Peggy
Damn-damn, Peggy
Damn, Peggy
Damn, Peggy
Damn, Peggy
Damn-damn, Peggy
Damn, Peggy
Damn, Peggy
Damn, Peggy
Damn-damn, Peggy
Damn, Peggy
Damn, Peggy
Damn, Peggy
Damn-damn, Peggy
Damn, Peggy
Damn-damn, Peggy
Damn, Peggy
Damn, Peggy

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