New year, same you. versuri

New year, same you. lyrics by Pseudodemonio

What up prima
I’m gonna call up Ro
Call up Ro

If I had a cut for every fuck I won’t have injury. (Ow)
My demons tellin’ me to scam I don’t know what’s got into me
On the dark web got my VPN on 10 this week. (Thunder)
You could be a pamper and you still won’t be on shit this week

Or piss that’s weak
Bitch I’m fuckin’ big Meech inside this industry
Belittlin’ the fuckin’ biggest seed inside this tiny tree
It’s time you see, it’s fuckin’ prime for me not like I’m Jake Paul but Eminem in ’99 you see. (Marshal)

There’s still time for me, there’s no time for you
Truth when I slide that credit card it’s all online for you
A sign for you, to get an eye for view
A hyper view, a hypе review
To make a dimе or two
I’ll call a ride for you
He’ll take you to a time I lose
(Never)

But then he’ll get lost
Checkin’ every store man avoid that bitch boss
Scam and then I get off
Rick on me like big hoss
She gon help me set the play up and then go kick rocks
(Kick em bitch)

Hit the BNB ground high so I’m 6 up
Muscle memory for scammin’ Christians I’m a sick fuck. (Haha)
Flashing out the window every day cause I’m a rich fuck
(Hey hey hey hey Graow)
Lyin’ to the people, SSA I’m bout to pick up

I don’t like dimes ‘less you talkin’ bout women
All I see inside my cup thick lines pop fizzin’
Put yo face on a chain have yo family reminiscing
If they track me on the web they sending me right to the prison (Behind bars)

Heard a true fan got a problem come cap me. (Cap)
Boy come pack me. (Pack)
I ain’t one for talkin’ leave him running like a track meet. (Yoom)
Bullets stretch him: taffy
Hollow tips get send from antipode just like a taxi. (Beep Beep)

See me on my page flexing 50 like I’m kellbender
Everytime I punch it’s fuckin’ free I’ma hellbender
I can sell a grain of dirt buddy I’ma zale vendor
You see me with this chopper and you think that I’m a hells
Member

New year, Same you dawg you still broke. (Still)
Talkin’ bout you flexing real ice them stainless steel ropes
And I’m lookin’ like some liquid death I make a lil post. (Haha)
Fire hit yo chest and yo nuts that’s a lil roast. (Baow)