Correction Lyrics 666 by LIL DUSTY G

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666 666
Its tatted on my wrist
Ill tat on my clique, babe

You don't know how it feels
To feel this way
You fake you pain
Just another cliche
(x2)

You say that you're depressed
I don't know who you fooling
I can see right through you
And I see you've never been through it
I can't stand a b*t*h like you
That thinks it's cool to allude it
I got shorties down my forearm
If you want me to prove it, b*t*h

f**king and putting my lips on my b*t*hes
They kissing my d**k while I type in my digits
Arthritis inside of my head from this swish
And the piff, and you're b*t*h, think im trippin
I'm flipping a script, and then flipping prescription
My vision is blurry
My thoughts are perverted
I'm closing my curtains
And go in the furnace
Watch me burn
Keep going
She tell me she a feind for it
Told me she got that lean, pour it
I'll never step on the seam, Lauren
I'll never come out the tree like I'm pain
Hating on me like the leaves when it rain
I feed of the hate
It make me feel great
I'ms taying up late and she giving me face
Get the f**k out my way when i'ma fter the cake

Ooooh, dropping drugs in the champagne
Cocaine on a weekday
Propane what i smoke
I think I'm the type no-show

666 666
It's tatted on my wrist
It's tatted on my clique, b*t*h
You don't know how it feels to feel this way
You fake your pain
Just another clique
X3

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