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Crush - I Lyrics



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(Alright, just... don't piss anyone off, please)
(Yeah, whatever- guess what)
(I let that group know I'm leaving and, uh, didn't get the reaction I really expected but I wasn't surprised either)
(Well, what'd they say?)
(They were like)
"Our old clothes would've fit if we just didn't move
Just somethin' to do," no, bitch, I got somethin' to prove
We're stumblin' through, ready or not we're comin' at you
Don't worry, you can drink piss and eat a dick in a few
Some options to choose, persuasive 'cause my dick's f*ckin' huge
And look, it grew two more inches just for your sister too
They wishin' they knew, steady while they f*ckin' the dudes
Tryna help 'em just to watch 'em all alone and confused, uh
(Runnin' runnin') bitch, I been runnin'
(Runnin') yeah, bitch, I been runnin'
(Runnin') 'bout a dozen bitches I been lovin'
Somebody tell Kristian that I f*cked his cousin
(Runnin' runnin') bitch, I been runnin'
(Runnin') yeah, bitch, I been runnin'
(Runnin') Chuggin' rubbin' alcohol like, "F*ck my stomach"
I ain't a bitch, keep sendin' shit, bitch, I'm above it
(Loud, loud) cute and loud like a bombastic faggot
Touch so gross, I been playin' tag with maggots
Broke my phone, I'm just happy you can't track it
So owed though, want a podcast with Grabbitz
Stars so low, bad mental health chick magnet
No ozone, bitches come and go, just passin
Where go though? motherf*ckers sayin' "Don't go"
You're the only assess I ain't grabbin' (Stars)
Ah
I'll do anything that you want me to, yeah
I'll do almost anything that you want me to, yeah
Y'all thought I wasn't comin' back
F*ckin' fags, while you're trippin' I'm just havin' me a laugh
So I'm runnin', runnin' 'til I'm stackin' or bummin'
Crackin' up lovin' that along with me you're tryna tag
But I can't go for that
Sorry that my rhymes cliche, but they had to have they time
May feel a little mean, try to see it from my eyes
There's a "me" in "team," but no "team" in "I," motherf*cker
(Runnin' runnin') bitch, I been runnin'
(Runnin') yeah, bitch, I been runnin'
(Runnin') 'bout a dozen bitches I been lovin'
Somebody tell Kristian that I f*cked his cousin
(That I f*cked his cousin) bitch, I been runnin'
(Runnin') yeah, bitch, I been runnin'
(Runnin') Huddlin' with my boys and f*ckin' tumblin'
Studyin' on the game 'til I've f*ckin' won it (pitter patter)
Call me a f*ck, is that your best, Bee? (best Bee?)
Shit, Blue's gone, better think about your next tweet
Last week, told you, "Please f*cking test me"
How's it feel to know that your bitch is my bestie?
(Ha!)
(So... how's the running been?)
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(Alright, just... don't piss anyone off, please)
(Yeah, whatever- guess what)
(I let that group know I'm leaving and, uh, didn't get the reaction I really expected but I wasn't surprised either)
(Well, what'd they say?)
(They were like)
"Our old clothes would've fit if we just didn't move
Just somethin' to do," no, bitch, I got somethin' to prove
We're stumblin' through, ready or not we're comin' at you
Don't worry, you can drink piss and eat a dick in a few
Some options to choose, persuasive 'cause my dick's f*ckin' huge
And look, it grew two more inches just for your sister too
They wishin' they knew, steady while they f*ckin' the dudes
Tryna help 'em just to watch 'em all alone and confused, uh
(Runnin' runnin') bitch, I been runnin'
(Runnin') yeah, bitch, I been runnin'
(Runnin') 'bout a dozen bitches I been lovin'
Somebody tell Kristian that I f*cked his cousin
(Runnin' runnin') bitch, I been runnin'
(Runnin') yeah, bitch, I been runnin'
(Runnin') Chuggin' rubbin' alcohol like, "F*ck my stomach"
I ain't a bitch, keep sendin' shit, bitch, I'm above it
(Loud, loud) cute and loud like a bombastic faggot
Touch so gross, I been playin' tag with maggots
Broke my phone, I'm just happy you can't track it
So owed though, want a podcast with Grabbitz
Stars so low, bad mental health chick magnet
No ozone, bitches come and go, just passin
Where go though? motherf*ckers sayin' "Don't go"
You're the only assess I ain't grabbin' (Stars)
Ah
I'll do anything that you want me to, yeah
I'll do almost anything that you want me to, yeah
Y'all thought I wasn't comin' back
F*ckin' fags, while you're trippin' I'm just havin' me a laugh
So I'm runnin', runnin' 'til I'm stackin' or bummin'
Crackin' up lovin' that along with me you're tryna tag
But I can't go for that
Sorry that my rhymes cliche, but they had to have they time
May feel a little mean, try to see it from my eyes
There's a "me" in "team," but no "team" in "I," motherf*cker
(Runnin' runnin') bitch, I been runnin'
(Runnin') yeah, bitch, I been runnin'
(Runnin') 'bout a dozen bitches I been lovin'
Somebody tell Kristian that I f*cked his cousin
(That I f*cked his cousin) bitch, I been runnin'
(Runnin') yeah, bitch, I been runnin'
(Runnin') Huddlin' with my boys and f*ckin' tumblin'
Studyin' on the game 'til I've f*ckin' won it (pitter patter)
Call me a f*ck, is that your best, Bee? (best Bee?)
Shit, Blue's gone, better think about your next tweet
Last week, told you, "Please f*cking test me"
How's it feel to know that your bitch is my bestie?
(Ha!)
(So... how's the running been?)
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Writer: Matthew Culver
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