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Epic Fail Lyrics - Artist : Duwap Kaine
Hop in that foreign, you know it's mine
Hop in that foreign, it's so divine Like Chief Sosa, I'm blowing minds She giving top, man, she blowing my mind She said, "How you feel?" I said I feel fine Keep that Glock on my side, no, I'm not kind Hood bad bitch, and she my kind I'm sipping on lean, I ain't sipping on wine Trap look like a school lunch line I know she fuck with all of my punchlines Blunt real sticky, like a damn porcupine And you know I get higher than an airline Go ask your bitch about me, she said that "I know him" Feel like Goon 'cause I'm serving my auntie Free my brother up out the county I'm smoking dope, no weed brownies Damn, I play it like I was sick, nigga, they gave me some sizzurp You know I be boolin, man, you know that I'm down to Earth Working so hard, it may look like I popped a Perc You niggas be bitch, yeah they be fucking nerds Pull up to your show, and I'm smoking on nerds Post your bitch, you know I'ma flirt with her I know you got baby lungs, you need Gerber I'm speaking in tongues, smoking Sherbert No, that nigga don't get no pussy I call that nigga Herbert the Pervert Twenty-five in my bank, yeah, the same age as Lil Uzi Vert She asked me, put gas in her tank City boys, what the fuck did you think? In the city, boy, riding around in a tank Louis shit, I ain't buyin' my bitch PINK (Nah) I got more water than a fish tank Your bitch getting money, and I know you ain't, boy Too many Percs and lean, I'ma faint I'm sipping on purple, nigga I'm a saint You know I'm a real nigga Just fill in the blank, man If I pop this xan, I'ma turn into Xanman Young nigga coolin', you know I'm the xan man Y'all knew I was the plug, nigga so what's happenin'? Where the fuck is yo scale at? Oh, you ain't trapping Send 'em to hell, 'cause he be capping I know he gone tell, he was the look out for the lick, nigga Man, you talking too much shit When the fuck you gone get up and get rich? Shoot my- Shoot my shot with your bitch, I don't miss Fuck the bitch, man, you know we don't kiss and tell Smoking on gas, you know that it smell She give me good brain, she went to Yale You in that courtroom, you gone tattletale I can tell, damn I can tell, damn Could you tell that I'm shell? Damn, left that bitch, she wished me well, yeah Try to hate, Epic Fail |
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