Pop, Lock & Dropdead Lyrics

Hello, hey, listen!
Kudzu
Welcome to the club

I spilled lean on my pants (Okay)
Life suck, oh well, true that (Okay)
Woke up and got a bag (Okay)
93 octane, that's gas

I spilled lean on my pants (Okay)
Life suck, oh well, true that (Okay)
Woke up and got a bag (Okay)
93 octane, that's gas

Got blood on my based Vans
Got knives, I don't use hands
Hush man, you not my mans
Smoke blunts with Slenderman

[Sample - EatThatp*ssy445:] This is ya boy, EatThatp*ssy445, and about like 30 to 45 minutes ago, I beat the f*ck out of my dick so goddamn hard

I ride my own dick 'cause I'm feeling myself (Sauce) I don't need a cosign, I don't need help (Woo, woo)
Got my own swag if you can't tell (Okay)
Live like I'm dead 'cause I live in hell

She like the way I do my nails (Okay)
I'ma hot boy, oh God damn (Oh God damn)
Goofy, you is comic sans (Woo woo woo)
All my apparel from Japan (Alright)

I spilled lean on my pants (Okay)
Life suck, oh well, true that (Okay)
Woke up and got a bag (Okay)
93 octane, that's gas

I spilled lean on my pants (Okay)
Life suck, oh well, true that (Okay)
Woke up and got a bag (Okay)
93 octane, that's gas

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