REGURGITAINT
๐ต 1924 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:46 duration
๐ ID: 9306735
๐ Lyrics
Finna shut my eyes I hope I don't wake up
Tryna pick up all the pieces but they all turn into dust
But fuck how I be feeling finna go and turn it up
Finna slice my face in half and pour some acid in the cut
Faded in the Honda tryna get it how I live
Search around the whip for a single fuck to give
Zed the dead man finna stumble out the crypt
I be higher than the fuck but I'm gon smoke the rest of it
Talkin talkin talkin I ain't listen to that shit
Claiming that you real but go and switch up for a bitch
Pussy mothafuckas ouchea really make me sick
Rather post up in the cut then be up in the mix
Started from the bottom now I'm looking down the barrel
Finna Skin ya baby daddy now I'm dripped in his apparel
You ain't going in my will because you out here acting feral
Popping xanny after xanny feel like gohan finna scare em uh
(you sound like shit)
I ain't dealing with the industry
All these labels are the enemy
Fuck the gold and all the glittering
Grey wit the gang hella victories
You bitching please boy stop it
Made your own damn coffin
Burn that hole in yo pocket
Point that finger's all you got bitch
Ain't from the bottom I had it
Pops he done raised a lil savage
Showed me that work and that ethic
Grinding so hard it done made me emetic
Effortless how I spit and I flow
Sur got my name cause I Ran I do Mo
Ain't from the gutter I put myself there
So I struggle ain't fucking wit none of you hoes
I got too many fuckers on this Grey dick
Can't take it scrape my piss
Off yo lid y'all my kids boy
I been too gone and my mood shot fake it
Make amends fuck that shit
Aint my friend had to cleanse yuh
Ain't making no sense when you speak
Y'all just be talking a lot
Wait what the fuck did you need?
Don't hit my line with that nonsense
You regurgitating all that preaching
Reaching for a reason eating wit no seasoning
Think that you the beacon bleaker than my semen
That yo bitch is eating now she look anemic
Tryna pick up all the pieces but they all turn into dust
But fuck how I be feeling finna go and turn it up
Finna slice my face in half and pour some acid in the cut
Faded in the Honda tryna get it how I live
Search around the whip for a single fuck to give
Zed the dead man finna stumble out the crypt
I be higher than the fuck but I'm gon smoke the rest of it
Talkin talkin talkin I ain't listen to that shit
Claiming that you real but go and switch up for a bitch
Pussy mothafuckas ouchea really make me sick
Rather post up in the cut then be up in the mix
Started from the bottom now I'm looking down the barrel
Finna Skin ya baby daddy now I'm dripped in his apparel
You ain't going in my will because you out here acting feral
Popping xanny after xanny feel like gohan finna scare em uh
(you sound like shit)
I ain't dealing with the industry
All these labels are the enemy
Fuck the gold and all the glittering
Grey wit the gang hella victories
You bitching please boy stop it
Made your own damn coffin
Burn that hole in yo pocket
Point that finger's all you got bitch
Ain't from the bottom I had it
Pops he done raised a lil savage
Showed me that work and that ethic
Grinding so hard it done made me emetic
Effortless how I spit and I flow
Sur got my name cause I Ran I do Mo
Ain't from the gutter I put myself there
So I struggle ain't fucking wit none of you hoes
I got too many fuckers on this Grey dick
Can't take it scrape my piss
Off yo lid y'all my kids boy
I been too gone and my mood shot fake it
Make amends fuck that shit
Aint my friend had to cleanse yuh
Ain't making no sense when you speak
Y'all just be talking a lot
Wait what the fuck did you need?
Don't hit my line with that nonsense
You regurgitating all that preaching
Reaching for a reason eating wit no seasoning
Think that you the beacon bleaker than my semen
That yo bitch is eating now she look anemic
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:27.65] Finna shut my eyes I hope I don't wake up
[00:29.78] Tryna pick up all the pieces but they all turn into dust
[00:32.95] But fuck how I be feeling finna go and turn it up
[00:36.34] Finna slice my face in half and pour some acid in the cut
[00:40.04] Faded in the Honda tryna get it how I live
[00:42.99] Search around the whip for a single fuck to give
[00:46.15] Zed the dead man finna stumble out the crypt
[00:49.55] I be higher than the fuck but I'm gon smoke the rest of it
[00:53.17] Talkin talkin talkin I ain't listen to that shit
[00:56.32] Claiming that you real but go and switch up for a bitch
[00:59.42] Pussy mothafuckas ouchea really make me sick
[01:02.92] Rather post up in the cut then be up in the mix
[01:06.04] Started from the bottom now I'm looking down the barrel
[01:09.27] Finna Skin ya baby daddy now I'm dripped in his apparel
[01:12.33] You ain't going in my will because you out here acting feral
[01:15.53] Popping xanny after xanny feel like gohan finna scare em uh
[01:21.64] (You sound like shit)
[01:26.31] I ain't dealing with the industry
[01:27.67] All these labels are the enemy
[01:28.92] Fuck the gold and all the glittering
[01:30.73] Grey wit the gang hella victories
[01:32.63] You bitching please boy stop it
[01:34.28] Made your own damn coffin
[01:35.75] Burn that hole in yo pocket
[01:37.20] Point that finger's all you got bitch
[01:39.25] Ain't from the bottom I had it
[01:41.10] Pops he done raised a lil savage
[01:42.67] Showed me that work and that ethic
[01:44.48] Grinding so hard it done made me emetic
[01:45.98] Effortless how I spit and I flow
[01:47.71] Sur got my name cause I Ran I do Mo
[01:49.34] Ain't from the gutter I put myself there
[01:50.98] So I struggle ain't fucking wit none of you hoes
[01:53.36] I got too many fuckers on this Grey dick
[01:55.16] Can't take it scrape my piss
[01:56.71] Off yo lid y'all my kids boy
[01:58.85] I been too gone and my mood shot fake it
[02:03.03] Make amends fuck that shit
[02:04.17] Aint my friend had to cleanse yuh
[02:05.91] Ain't making no sense when you speak
[02:07.55] Y'all just be talking a lot
[02:08.99] Wait what the fuck did you need?
[02:10.73] Don't hit my line with that nonsense
[02:12.39] You regurgitating all that preaching
[02:13.66] Reaching for a reason eating wit no seasoning
[02:15.47] Think that you the beacon bleaker than my semen
[02:17.02] That yo bitch is eating now she look anemic
[02:19.99]
[00:29.78] Tryna pick up all the pieces but they all turn into dust
[00:32.95] But fuck how I be feeling finna go and turn it up
[00:36.34] Finna slice my face in half and pour some acid in the cut
[00:40.04] Faded in the Honda tryna get it how I live
[00:42.99] Search around the whip for a single fuck to give
[00:46.15] Zed the dead man finna stumble out the crypt
[00:49.55] I be higher than the fuck but I'm gon smoke the rest of it
[00:53.17] Talkin talkin talkin I ain't listen to that shit
[00:56.32] Claiming that you real but go and switch up for a bitch
[00:59.42] Pussy mothafuckas ouchea really make me sick
[01:02.92] Rather post up in the cut then be up in the mix
[01:06.04] Started from the bottom now I'm looking down the barrel
[01:09.27] Finna Skin ya baby daddy now I'm dripped in his apparel
[01:12.33] You ain't going in my will because you out here acting feral
[01:15.53] Popping xanny after xanny feel like gohan finna scare em uh
[01:21.64] (You sound like shit)
[01:26.31] I ain't dealing with the industry
[01:27.67] All these labels are the enemy
[01:28.92] Fuck the gold and all the glittering
[01:30.73] Grey wit the gang hella victories
[01:32.63] You bitching please boy stop it
[01:34.28] Made your own damn coffin
[01:35.75] Burn that hole in yo pocket
[01:37.20] Point that finger's all you got bitch
[01:39.25] Ain't from the bottom I had it
[01:41.10] Pops he done raised a lil savage
[01:42.67] Showed me that work and that ethic
[01:44.48] Grinding so hard it done made me emetic
[01:45.98] Effortless how I spit and I flow
[01:47.71] Sur got my name cause I Ran I do Mo
[01:49.34] Ain't from the gutter I put myself there
[01:50.98] So I struggle ain't fucking wit none of you hoes
[01:53.36] I got too many fuckers on this Grey dick
[01:55.16] Can't take it scrape my piss
[01:56.71] Off yo lid y'all my kids boy
[01:58.85] I been too gone and my mood shot fake it
[02:03.03] Make amends fuck that shit
[02:04.17] Aint my friend had to cleanse yuh
[02:05.91] Ain't making no sense when you speak
[02:07.55] Y'all just be talking a lot
[02:08.99] Wait what the fuck did you need?
[02:10.73] Don't hit my line with that nonsense
[02:12.39] You regurgitating all that preaching
[02:13.66] Reaching for a reason eating wit no seasoning
[02:15.47] Think that you the beacon bleaker than my semen
[02:17.02] That yo bitch is eating now she look anemic
[02:19.99]