vitamins n minerals

Samara Cyn

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Yeah, yeah

Okay, uh
Sleep on my stomach, while I'm beefing with the ceiling
Took a little bit 'fore I
Moving non-stop, wish I'd only sit yo ass down
When my visions too petty, I still a good one I frown
And I keep my shit clean, never talk to shit smell
Why don't your shit stink, 'cause your circle eat well, been ill
Looking at these skinny niggas sickly
Men talking at it when they ask my biggest pet peeve, disgust me
Late under the Sun to get the deat why they disgust me
Gummy, I the gully for the tummy
Humming, block a silly for the dummies
Turn a rapper into a sucker
Tell 'em down and keep it punny
Lollipop, manuka honey, not a nigga I know
Look like Lil Michael
Got too many say sos, what a shitty cycle
Cycle, get you high cholesterol, nigga

Too many people in my house, I gotta get out
Vitamins and minerals, vitamins and minerals
There's too many niggas in my house, I gotta get out
I can't wash down these vitamins and minerals, vitamins and minerals

Okay, uh, shit
I been feeling tippy top, ever since the titty tot
Play to earn the spot if for the weak, nobody pity box
It should feel good, I hate the fucking internet
Bittersweet set me up, but know I can't get off of that
Swipe up for the throwbacks, it's B2K then B12
Well, pick me up to be well
Dopamine deprive magnesium until I sleep well again
Zen killed me like the pen ink through the comments and I wrote off after tit for tat
A mere you gon' get it back, they wanted that
And now I'm sat with Shrek with no reget, nigga
My wrists should stay in tact
No for poppin' off since fireworks popped in
Bitch, never had a real, you a bitch
Play this for a living, this ain't paddycake, bitch
Won't spark, bark, bitch
Got this cooking with me, been a high, bitch

Too many people in my house, I gotta get out
Vitamins and minerals, vitamins and minerals (yeah)
There's too many niggas in my house, I gotta get out
I can't wash down these vitamins and minerals, vitamins and minerals (vitamins and minerals)