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Justin Stone - EWW lyrics

Artist: Justin Stone

album: MIDWEST POP STAR


Holy shit, this goes
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
(Damn sosa)
Let's get it
(He goin' crazy)
Holy shit, this goes hard
Yeah, holy shit, this goes hard
Yeah, black on black ten, she actin' like I serenaded
Wouldn't say I'm very famous
I am in the 6 for the views, top floor
How high? Sir, I'm very faded
Where's my ceiling, I don't see it
I have took L's but I'm feeling undefeated
Said it back then, now I actually believe it, ooh, ooh, ooh
I make the rules and the trends, all I gotta do is hit send, ayy
Had to go and do this shit for once, I might forget it
Y'all follow my steps, curve a shorty, get bands, yeah, yuh
Gettin' pop star money, my heart broke and the land Kid Cudi
When the joint hit funny, I write hits
Now the bad girls love me like wow
Used to always wonder how I'd make it out alive
When you're suicidal and you always wanna die
Doin' shit I wasn't, proud to really hand it, God
Used to do it for my health, used to do it for applause
I get manic then I panic
Get depressed, I hate more feelings
But I'm feeling like the season 'bout to be the takeoff that I needed
When I'm ballin' out, my demons
You ain't interfering with that bitch, I dodge it
When the shit gets real, watch a motherfucker fall back
Me and my dawg coulda called that
Ain't asked shit, just give me ball cap
Am I falling, D&D
She said I just lasted longer than the BMV
Catalog look fat when it hits the CMT
Used to envy you, now they all envy me
I could just work and go get it
Quit bitchin', this isn't a drill
You say, "I love you" but don't really mean it
I get the memo, it's Gucci, it's chill
Don't even try and the lyrics are staggering
Got all the weed mixed together, don't fail
You talk a lot, hope you saved room for beef
I ain't gave her shit in like a week on the real
Don't fall for phony, my circle unique
Bitch like a Karen, go call the police
I'm blowin' loud like it's free, hotbox the coupe and get reef
Overnight became a beast, woulda put all the keef in it
Wish I could quit, but I'm deep in it, all that and then some
I ghost like a phantom, this shit is legit
What the hell, I just came up
Tell every label my ransom, on young nights I'm handsome
I'm just booked a flight out to LA then I canceled
Hate her and love her, the mood swings are random
I had it first, so it's fine, it's a lie
Tell me go harder, well shit, I just might
Yeah, tell me go harder, well shit, I just might
I'm on my Carney, you more like a Ringo
She knows I'm tourin', she do what I want
I been a leader, you follow the sheep
And they fuck with me now 'cause I woke up this time
I saw your festival, looked at the lineup, shit looks like it's mid
Must've forgot me, haha, I'm a rascal
I took her from you and I'll do it again
Ayy, I don't got a OnlyFans, but I started feelin' myself
Really ballin' now
Even I kinda fear myself, talkin' to the wall like it hear me out
I'm runnin' laps 'round y'all like it's silly now

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