Man these thoughts are so cold
Its a thought not a hoe
Grab the rap game ahold
And then I break it tenfold
I feel like a f*cking "G"
Not generic you dweeb
Talk a lot of shit call that human centipede
Im just chillin' you see
Its just me and StOry
Bout' to tell a story
About how lit we can be
Yeah you know we get faded, hated, and appropriated
And i'm so sorry to say this
But your the f*cking lamest
Walk up in this bitch with a mink, yea i'm coming through
The color is off-white and your bitch said it's aight'
And I don't disagree, cuz' I don't like to fight
Bougie ass bitch had to f*cking tell her twice
It's all good prolly' stay there for the night
24 hours for that bitch to say good bye
Smoke a spliff and get high, but i'm trying to to die, uh
Countin' all this money and I bought your bitch designer
Fake friends faker than bootleg
A penny for my thoughts, y'all looser than loose change
I'm the reaper
Who holds
The gallows
You can't hang on my chain
Bright as the stars that glisten
I'm the lost son Jehovah has been waiting just to wittness
What is this, I look behind I see a demon
In my shadow tracing every movement
Just to seize my moment the
Thief in the night who wants to
Take my gold medallions they call Seiko Watch
Walk up in this bitch with a mink, yea i'm coming through
The color is off-white and your bitch said it's aight'
And I don't disagree, cuz' I don't like to fight
Bougie ass bitch had to f*cking tell her twice
It's all good prolly' stay there for the night
24 hours for that bitch to say good bye
Smoke a spliff and get high, but i'm trying to to die, uh
Countin' all this money and I bought your bitch designer
Dead BA$$ - Mink (feat. StOry) Lyrics
Dead BA$$ - Mink (feat. StOry) Lyrics
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Man these thoughts are so cold
Its a thought not a hoe
Grab the rap game ahold
And then I break it tenfold
I feel like a f*cking "G"
Not generic you dweeb
Talk a lot of shit call that human centipede
Im just chillin' you see
Its just me and StOry
Bout' to tell a story
About how lit we can be
Yeah you know we get faded, hated, and appropriated
And i'm so sorry to say this
But your the f*cking lamest
Walk up in this bitch with a mink, yea i'm coming through
The color is off-white and your bitch said it's aight'
And I don't disagree, cuz' I don't like to fight
Bougie ass bitch had to f*cking tell her twice
It's all good prolly' stay there for the night
24 hours for that bitch to say good bye
Smoke a spliff and get high, but i'm trying to to die, uh
Countin' all this money and I bought your bitch designer
Fake friends faker than bootleg
A penny for my thoughts, y'all looser than loose change
I'm the reaper
Who holds
The gallows
You can't hang on my chain
Bright as the stars that glisten
I'm the lost son Jehovah has been waiting just to wittness
What is this, I look behind I see a demon
In my shadow tracing every movement
Just to seize my moment the
Thief in the night who wants to
Take my gold medallions they call Seiko Watch
Walk up in this bitch with a mink, yea i'm coming through
The color is off-white and your bitch said it's aight'
And I don't disagree, cuz' I don't like to fight
Bougie ass bitch had to f*cking tell her twice
It's all good prolly' stay there for the night
24 hours for that bitch to say good bye
Smoke a spliff and get high, but i'm trying to to die, uh
Countin' all this money and I bought your bitch designer
Its a thought not a hoe
Grab the rap game ahold
And then I break it tenfold
I feel like a f*cking "G"
Not generic you dweeb
Talk a lot of shit call that human centipede
Im just chillin' you see
Its just me and StOry
Bout' to tell a story
About how lit we can be
Yeah you know we get faded, hated, and appropriated
And i'm so sorry to say this
But your the f*cking lamest
Walk up in this bitch with a mink, yea i'm coming through
The color is off-white and your bitch said it's aight'
And I don't disagree, cuz' I don't like to fight
Bougie ass bitch had to f*cking tell her twice
It's all good prolly' stay there for the night
24 hours for that bitch to say good bye
Smoke a spliff and get high, but i'm trying to to die, uh
Countin' all this money and I bought your bitch designer
Fake friends faker than bootleg
A penny for my thoughts, y'all looser than loose change
I'm the reaper
Who holds
The gallows
You can't hang on my chain
Bright as the stars that glisten
I'm the lost son Jehovah has been waiting just to wittness
What is this, I look behind I see a demon
In my shadow tracing every movement
Just to seize my moment the
Thief in the night who wants to
Take my gold medallions they call Seiko Watch
Walk up in this bitch with a mink, yea i'm coming through
The color is off-white and your bitch said it's aight'
And I don't disagree, cuz' I don't like to fight
Bougie ass bitch had to f*cking tell her twice
It's all good prolly' stay there for the night
24 hours for that bitch to say good bye
Smoke a spliff and get high, but i'm trying to to die, uh
Countin' all this money and I bought your bitch designer
Writer: Markanthony Roman-Acevedo, Onesimo Murillo
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid