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FIRST OF MANY, FUCK WITCHA BOY
lyrics
[CHORUS (x4)]
Fuck away from me, I give off that
Fuck off energy, you don't want that
[VERSE 1]
A dark skin so the black sheep naturally
The track meet athlete
Running away from you lame niggas
The same niggas that had laughed keep dapping me up
Like, is we friends or what?
'Cause that seems wack to me
And that seems backwards, see
They used to pass laterally past me
And all my ladders been knocked down as fast as me--
I, could put 'em up
So what the fuck do you ask of me?
I'm way past y'all, but y'all niggas is late fashionably
They casted me, out like a fishing line
Friends, I been missing mine
Close, but they distant
Tryna close up the distance
My insistence is dismissed; it's fine
Guess it means I'm
Alone
[CHORUS]
[VERSE 2]
Only 'bout six niggas that I fuck with
These other mo'fuckers can drown in cum buckets
Fuck it
I'm drunk with
Hatred and spunk mixed
Up with some dung
Spittin' up on these dumb kids
I'm done with
Fake nigga functions
I fucking hate parties, and I fucking hate luncheons
Sore off this, bored off this fuck shit
Y'all can have fun, but
I'mma have to fuckin' dip
[CHORUS]
credits
released October 4, 2018
EVERYTHING BY "GOOD GUY" CLYDE ANDY
-esque 2018