Songtexte Prick - KILL GOOBER

Okay, well she was tryna profit
I didn't want my pockets touched
So I just fucked up and left her in the cockpit
Oh,
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,

I know who you are
I know who you are
I know who you are
I know who you are
Like that but

How you supposed to stomach that, yeah
I ain't comin' less the stage is fat as fuck, yup
I didn't break him off cause he ain't do no shit, nothing
I just took like 40, ay, these ain't shit
Trippin' it's a whippin' Honda, flipping scripts
Written word worth more than spittin' kitchen hot
Prickin' on a nerve, seen him thought about it
But if it ain't done, it's not do
You not worthy, if it's not cooked
Don't be serving, I'ma spit it out, pfft
Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait

I know who you are
I know who you are
I know who you are
Like that but