I C O N I C by Kirarce Lyrics

Hit this bitch ass from the back
Clapping shit hard
Bitch cum, my dick going numb
At parties they throw it back
Sipping wockhardt
Gas got groupies going dumb
White boys claiming that they trap
Claim they work hard
Fuck Hennessy, coke with Rum
By my lonely in the trap
Wodney my guard
Fucking you up with his nubs

You claim that your boys will pull up
But boy where they at
You run up on me and get cut
The fuck is a gat
Hit you with that fucking uppercut
Fuck breaking your back
Knife going straight to your gut
(fuck that shit)
Straight to your back
You keyboard warriors keep lying on my name
Keep talking that shit, I'll shoot my shots at your claims
Shit 'bout how I'm not making it to fame

(let's recap)

You keyboard warriors keep lying on my name
Keep talking that shit, I'll shoot my shots at your claims
Shit 'bout how I'm not making it to fame
I don't give a fuck 'bout shit or my motherfucking name

PUSSY GUAP
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(yuhhh)

PUSSY GUAP
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(ooouuu)

PUSSY GUAP
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PUSSY GUAP
(ayeee)

PUSSY GUAP
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(who knew)

I don't give a fuck, bitch I really fucking don't
Put my dick up in your butt or your motherfucking throat
Feel it in your fucking toes

(woooah)

(yeah)

That’s how I’m really feeling

Ate some pussy feel anemic
Sent me memes I been seen it
Low sugar levels
Bitch, I’m hypoglycemic
Call my dick Michael Jackson
Best believe that shit I beat it

PUSSY GUAP
PUSSY GUAP
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(Yuh)

PUSSY GUAP
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(oouu)

PUSSY GUAP
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PUSSY GUAP

(Ayeee)

PUSSY GUAP
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(Who knew)

Bye Bye