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Pokelawls - Heart Attack lyrics

Artist: Pokelawls

album: WaterBreak


I put hot sauce on everything I eat
That should be something that I should probably tweet
Do you really think so? Nah delete
Do you really think I give a fuck if I'm off beat?
I'm basically a soldier they've been trying to draft me
Made a fat fuck suck my legs, they chaff me
Got so fat my own body attacked me
Why the fuck God made something called heart attack?
If they associate heart with love, why the heart attack?
Why she break my heart but my heart still intact?
Left her in the past like she's a fucking artifact
How the fuck you gonna talk shit when you drive a Pontiac?
I'm a goddamn nut and I am hard to crack
If I killed you, I would be very hard to track
I just fucked up and I might have to delete that
I'm going off the grid like Playboi Carti
So much gas, got me farty
I just blacked out at the party
Skippin' class, always tardy
Teachers mad 'cause I'm tardy
Fucked a bitch, looked like barbie
Chew my meat like beef jerky
In her ass like thanksgiving turkey
I like a bitch that has four extra servings
Gotta watch out demons always be lurkin'
White people in the water always be surfin'
And I get their daughters wet like sea urchin
Guns in my coat like a Resident Evil merchant
Your mother texted me and told me that it's urgent
I keep the ops away 'cause they know I'm allergic
I'm lost up in the flow, had to start speaking cursive
Why the fuck did I have to learn how to write in cursive?
I smoke a lot of weed, I think I'm a weed person
I will do some damage, I would recommend nurses
I mumble a lot, I might have done some curses
Bluh, bluh, bluh, bluh, bluh, blur, blurvin'
Why are you talking during a show I'm immersed in?
They pray about me in the motherfucking churches
I'm like thank God
They talking shit, I'm like no shot
They said I changed, I'm like thank God
Somebody killed my op, I just paid God
Talking 'bout who made who? Bitch, you ain't God
Talking 'bout who made who? No one made me
She got some big boobies but she is crazy
I cannot complain because I am lazy
Everyone who I pay also pays me
But I promise that this is not a pyramid scheme
My aim is cracked like an iPhone screen
I go inside then I moan cream
Kanye West had a ultra light beam
I just have a bean
Also I have a big team
She loves me for my face cream
Also, she likes my semen
And I'm about to go motherfucking demon
Murdering the beat for no reason
Wanted in like 30 countries for treason
Cold hearted in the motherfucker summer season
Bitch, I disappear like motherfucking Clint Stevens
Even Steven, fuck a op drop top
Pull up in crop top, in her mouth pop rocks
Had to water her crops, she said she like it a lot
Had to water her crops, don't know when to fucking stop
Diddy-bop, um
I like doing crime a lot, um
Took out my gun and, um
I made the NPCS run
So then you talk to me, you're done
Yeah, guys look, he used the stun
And if you think we're done
You're dumb, oh, wait you're dumb
I mean I'm dumb (I'm dumb)

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