I was at the fookboi show
Last night
He brought out simpgod
It was quite a sight
He got to speaking
Bout love & leeches
Lovers leaving
I couldn't believe it
You were standing right there
This feeling was not fair
You took all of my air
So we gotta pause here
Outta time to make you mine
You're the one who should be crying
& Leave out my end
I'm creeping towards the edge
& I'm on the high end
Might do some flying
If the brain starts frying
I'm wilding
I'm riding solo
With a couple bro bros
If you alone in yo head
You get me on the low low
I might go
I might grow
Feeling low but i'm high though
Smoking pine cones
Screeching high notes
Swerving on this dirt road
On my high horse
My fit is to die for
Baby park course
Doing laps in a porche
Golden car score
Drift boost on a dork
V.A.T.S. knock his head off his chest
That's for sure
Clean the bloody mess
With his shirt & vest
Hit the gas & go
Avoid all arrests
Triple A you know
Bullets to your chest
That's a common cold
It's no comic though
It's really f*ck the po
Unless we talking bout the mamís
Performing shows
Making mad dough
Hit the railroad for a show
Tryna grow my name
N' Push it up wit the pros
Do some radio shows & explode
Explore see what's more
Never poor
Peep my diamond sword
Ps4 gaining score
Hits clips & more
Sweaty wit the dumb
Ammo armed to the core
Feet to the floor
Feeling kinda sore
We still out the door
Still wanting more & more
Till you reach capacity
Plead insanity
When the twin'll speak
I sprained a leak in my brain you see
Between a dream & goal
Well it happens to the most
I'm the host no holy ghost
Possessed by myself
But all he cares about is wealth
The bitches & the stealth
Good will & good health
I was at the fookboi show
Last night
He brought out simpgod
It was quite a sight
He got to speaking
Bout love & leeches
Lovers leaving
I couldn't believe it
You were standing right there
This feeling was not fair
You took all of my air
So we gotta pause here
Nah f*ck that here
I'm done with the dumb prayers
It's fook with the pink hair
Or simp with the mask wear
I don't want you back
There
Fookboiwun - Hara-Kiri Lyrics
Fookboiwun - Hara-Kiri Lyrics
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I was at the fookboi show
Last night
He brought out simpgod
It was quite a sight
He got to speaking
Bout love & leeches
Lovers leaving
I couldn't believe it
You were standing right there
This feeling was not fair
You took all of my air
So we gotta pause here
Outta time to make you mine
You're the one who should be crying
& Leave out my end
I'm creeping towards the edge
& I'm on the high end
Might do some flying
If the brain starts frying
I'm wilding
I'm riding solo
With a couple bro bros
If you alone in yo head
You get me on the low low
I might go
I might grow
Feeling low but i'm high though
Smoking pine cones
Screeching high notes
Swerving on this dirt road
On my high horse
My fit is to die for
Baby park course
Doing laps in a porche
Golden car score
Drift boost on a dork
V.A.T.S. knock his head off his chest
That's for sure
Clean the bloody mess
With his shirt & vest
Hit the gas & go
Avoid all arrests
Triple A you know
Bullets to your chest
That's a common cold
It's no comic though
It's really f*ck the po
Unless we talking bout the mamís
Performing shows
Making mad dough
Hit the railroad for a show
Tryna grow my name
N' Push it up wit the pros
Do some radio shows & explode
Explore see what's more
Never poor
Peep my diamond sword
Ps4 gaining score
Hits clips & more
Sweaty wit the dumb
Ammo armed to the core
Feet to the floor
Feeling kinda sore
We still out the door
Still wanting more & more
Till you reach capacity
Plead insanity
When the twin'll speak
I sprained a leak in my brain you see
Between a dream & goal
Well it happens to the most
I'm the host no holy ghost
Possessed by myself
But all he cares about is wealth
The bitches & the stealth
Good will & good health
I was at the fookboi show
Last night
He brought out simpgod
It was quite a sight
He got to speaking
Bout love & leeches
Lovers leaving
I couldn't believe it
You were standing right there
This feeling was not fair
You took all of my air
So we gotta pause here
Nah f*ck that here
I'm done with the dumb prayers
It's fook with the pink hair
Or simp with the mask wear
I don't want you back
There
Last night
He brought out simpgod
It was quite a sight
He got to speaking
Bout love & leeches
Lovers leaving
I couldn't believe it
You were standing right there
This feeling was not fair
You took all of my air
So we gotta pause here
Outta time to make you mine
You're the one who should be crying
& Leave out my end
I'm creeping towards the edge
& I'm on the high end
Might do some flying
If the brain starts frying
I'm wilding
I'm riding solo
With a couple bro bros
If you alone in yo head
You get me on the low low
I might go
I might grow
Feeling low but i'm high though
Smoking pine cones
Screeching high notes
Swerving on this dirt road
On my high horse
My fit is to die for
Baby park course
Doing laps in a porche
Golden car score
Drift boost on a dork
V.A.T.S. knock his head off his chest
That's for sure
Clean the bloody mess
With his shirt & vest
Hit the gas & go
Avoid all arrests
Triple A you know
Bullets to your chest
That's a common cold
It's no comic though
It's really f*ck the po
Unless we talking bout the mamís
Performing shows
Making mad dough
Hit the railroad for a show
Tryna grow my name
N' Push it up wit the pros
Do some radio shows & explode
Explore see what's more
Never poor
Peep my diamond sword
Ps4 gaining score
Hits clips & more
Sweaty wit the dumb
Ammo armed to the core
Feet to the floor
Feeling kinda sore
We still out the door
Still wanting more & more
Till you reach capacity
Plead insanity
When the twin'll speak
I sprained a leak in my brain you see
Between a dream & goal
Well it happens to the most
I'm the host no holy ghost
Possessed by myself
But all he cares about is wealth
The bitches & the stealth
Good will & good health
I was at the fookboi show
Last night
He brought out simpgod
It was quite a sight
He got to speaking
Bout love & leeches
Lovers leaving
I couldn't believe it
You were standing right there
This feeling was not fair
You took all of my air
So we gotta pause here
Nah f*ck that here
I'm done with the dumb prayers
It's fook with the pink hair
Or simp with the mask wear
I don't want you back
There
Writer: adrian romo
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid