Lil Wastemen lyrics

by

XavierTheRapper


Scary Scary
I got that bag
Where my Halle Berry
I’m faking on n*ggas
Killing sh*t in January
I found your girl
She at my crib
We doing that missionary
She left your ass
You ordinary
This February
These Basic rappers
Think they cool
With them silly chains
Y’all n*ggas whack
Y’all look alike
Y’all even sound the same
They told you once
Don’t spend your money
On them private planes
Y’all n*ggas dumb
I’m coming fast
Over taking lanes

Lil rappers
Look
What cha going now
You got another chain
And kept the sound
You got the money phone
You them weed pounds
Y’all n*ggas all clowns
And that’s the word around


Lil f*ckie
Lil di*ke
Lil nothing
Lil sh*tty
Where you work
It’s nothing really
Cold as f*ck
You’re super chilly
Rep a state
That’s super hilly
Met your girl
I made her busy
Stuck on top
It’s hard to hit me
Rappers mad
I look like drizzy
Homie mad
I’m at the top
Gimmy more
I bet I pop
1 more year
And I’ll never stop
Ask your girl
Who the best on top
X the one
To take the gold
Start a beef
And made them fold
Throw the pass
Like Nick Foles
Super bowl
I’m on roll

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