Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song ANEURYSM, artist - Eric North. Album song DEFCON_6, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 27.05.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: WeirdCLVN
Song language: English
ANEURYSM |
| Ooh, ooh, ah, ah, ah, yuh |
| Yuh, yuh, huoh, huoh |
| Yuh |
| I, I, I, I (Woah, woah, yuh) |
| Yuh |
| I don’t wanna be the best at this |
| Only thing I think of is your death (Ah, woah, woah) |
| Tearin' all the walls, the not real |
| You a porta-potty, take my piss |
| Every single day I wake up and I’m so-so |
| Mad, I wanna take her fuckin' face off (Sheesh, sheesh) |
| Drown them motherfuckers in a |
| All about a bitch talkin' this all |
| All you niggas aneurysms |
| All you niggas aneurysms |
| All you niggas aneurysms |
| All you niggas aneurysms |
| All you niggas aneurysms |
| All you niggas aneurysms |
| All you niggas aneurysms |
| All you niggas aneurysms |
| (All you niggas aneurysms) |
| (All you niggas aneurysms) |
| All you niggas aneurysms |
| All you niggas aneurysms |
| All you niggas aneurysms |
| All you niggas aneurysms |
| Everyday I live life with no perspective of myself |
| I don’t need no one else to go and say fuck myself (Ayy) |
| Don’t nobody wanna me (Ye) |
| I am not one to be clean (Ye) |
| My life is so laggy, ping (Ye) |
| She squirted and thought that she pee (Ing) |
| Swallow all of my sorrow (Ayy) |
| Fucked up in Monte Carlo (Ayy) |
| That’s me in like three years |
| Now I sip on my own tears |
| Everyday I wanna cut shit, yeah |
| My mind don’t function, yeah |
| Started with all that fuck shit, yeah |
| Made money off the fuck shit, yeah |
| You are not so important, yeah |
| You were never that important, yeah |
| Never rode in that foreign yeah |
| I don’t care about your Lauren, yeah |
| All you niggas aneurysms |
| All you niggas aneurysms |
| All you niggas aneurysms |
| All you niggas aneurysms, ayy |
| Woo, ooh |
| Ooh, oh, woah |
| Poppin' that one and she give me big twerk |
| Stop at the bands and I’m flippin' that swerve |
| How 'bout you love me, for the good of some work |
| I told you you told me one late afternoon |
| I’ll be out at two, poppin' that Grey Goose |
| Skinny bitch with some nice booze, ayy |
| I don’t really think I’m poppin' no more |
| Got some thick braids right up out the door |
| When she bring me up, tryna get this fuckin' guap |
| I’m a way down, tell you why I’m out yeah, oh |