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NARCISSIST! ft. K$hOT Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Move, like what, like how
Can't trust you no mo'
Can't trust you no mo'
In this room a rat
In this room a hoe
Gotta watch out for ya niggas, man
You think it be your enemies sometimes but it be the niggas in your circle
I feel so damn narcissistic
Like fuck wrong with you bro?
I feel so damn narcissistic
Shit
I feel so damn narcissistic
Pour up Bacardi, I feel it (Let's go)
Blowin' her back out, let's get it (Let's get it)
Spin on the opps and let's get 'em (Mhmm)
They ain't been hot in a minute (Not hot)
Watch out they plotting to get us
Light up they house I'm a menace (I'm a menace)
I'ma need racks in a minute (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I feel so damn narcissistic
Guns on auto, feel like Quasi, please no photos
I only touch green, it's a motto
We passin' bitches like it's Flocco
How the fuck you gonna spot wherever I go
Throwing up gang signs, I feel like a Vago
Jump out the truck, I'ma need me some hollows
You spot 'em, we got 'em, don't lock him, it's our go
I'm getting sturdy, I'ma need me a follow
I'm getting back in my bag, I don't borrow (Back in my bag)
40, no 50, spent 40 at Cabo
Now, I need bitches that don't stress me out, bro
You was my nigga since back on the outro
My flow is too crazy, I can't stop 'till I go
Now that I'm rich, I just don't need a mouthful
Where the fuck are you when I'm feeling so doubtful?
These bitches is friends, yes, a couch full
I don't need you, or you, or you (None of y'all niggas)
To tell me what I gotta do
These niggas is clueless, they don't got a clue
What proof do you want? Chris got it on, too
Look out for your "bros", they hungry, too
I feel alone, just don't know what to do
Fuck it
We just gon' hop in the booth
Imagine the rain and not having a roof
Imagine the pain and not having a coupe
Imagine the blame that you get
When niggas upset and they don't have an answer for you
'Cuz I'm in a mood (Imagine)
Bitch, I'm in a mood
Shout out to Scrappy, he gave me a broom (Grrrrrrrah)
And I flew out to Dieuppeul to get me some food (I flew out like what?)
It's too hot, I'm too hot
Bitch, get out the room (Like how?)
I'm big reapa like Charlotte, I'm taking her soul
And these snakes in the come up, i ain't talkin' Gear Four
Niggas sold out the gang for the sake of a hoe
And you lied 'bout it, too, that's a diss and low blow
Drill demons ain't nothing but trouble
They rather bang set then just stay in the bubble
She calling me sexy and tough, big chubble
Betting on 'Stead, gotta up it and double
Gotta be like the vamp, I'm so damn narcissistic
Can't dap 'em no mo', not a smart ass logistic
She toot that thang up, that medulla ballistic
She empty the clip while she sip on that Mystic (Grrrr, baow baow baow)
Every nigga gon' slide to this shit
25 niggas, they holdin' the clip (Abd they holding the clip)
And she aggy, she givin' me lip
She stop all the rara when I eat the clit (Yum yum yummm)
Find a new rapper who better than me
Who prolific as hell, and do dash in the V (Skrrrrrr)
And I'm on my own grind, that's a new set of work (Bitch, I'm working)
I'm the voice for the voiceless, like Keith and Lil Durk (I'm Lil Durk)
And it's EBS, EBK, everyone smurked
Got the X with the boot up like Yeat off the Perc (Grrrrah bow bow bow bow)
Don't say you a fan
Drive the Panda, I can
If he talkin' too crazy, he get put in the van (Like what?)
Let's get it (Like how?)
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah grrah boom
Gang gang gang nigga, grrrrrah
Yeo watch (I feel so damn narcissistic)
Yeo watch, I'ma give y'all my signature look
Grrrr baow baow
(So shut the fuck up then)
(I can't move the train any faster)
(Watch what's going on)
(Listen, no listen)
(I don't give a fuck, listen now listen)
(Suck my dick now)
(Suck my dick now)
(Suck my dick now)
(Suck my dick)