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Whomanitarian (feat. NVNNV) [Official Visualizer]
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Weston Warncke
Weston Warncke
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Cory Wulfe
Cory Wulfe
Songwriter

Lyrics

Whomanitarian Aye Wait who who who Whomanitarian Aye Wait who who who Whomanitarian This is that low down Hey hi hello now Driving me crazy All on the road now This is that pavement This is that potent Haters I love em They do not bug me That is no locust She want my dick So ima poke it I Call that Hocus I Save the game I throw a rope b*tch Boy with the knowledge Gangsta nerd Bad b*tch swallow These boys baby pools They are too shallow Flow is too Deathly I call that Hallows I am not JK We steady Rowling X pills Know that I tote that Ex bae Know that that shit dead Just like a toe tag All my raps I done wrote that Minds at a drag race Im at my own pace Work don't come laced Hundreds Blue Know that they herring me Fly as a bird Envelope carrier Dawg shit Mix of some terrier Our flow is scarier Tsunami terror bruh Our green is maryier Punani tear it up I am the man WHOMANITARIAN Trappin out the rental Gotta keep the money moving Tell me why humans kill other humans Because of hue man its so confusing Sweepin up the metro with broom keep it boomin Don't speak up on it unless you can prove it Don't say you do it unless you gon do it again You paying for pussy and friends You paying to play i'm playing her (hah) When they gone recognize real Can't recognize realer Why everybody wanna be drug dealer Why they only signin n*ggas out here killing I'll tell you why Free Maison Margiela F*ck that designer shit Soul in the furnace Shout out Desiigner b*tch I'm Timmy Turner I'm stacking Heineken drunk off the moneyman all I wish F*ck it I don't even wanna rap f*ck a contract They got n*ggas sucking dick for a chain and a durag And a few racks "They really do that" Ayo true that bruh Shhh they ain't ready to talk They the enemy That's why I keep me a mop Amphetamines and heroine cock-tails in doubled up cups "That's adderall and lean" Stupid ass boy thats the same damn thing Just because a rapper said it that don't mean You ain't lookin up to fiends "Looking up to fiends" Yeah it's a scheme To sell you a dream Then turn yo ass out while you still in your teens and that's real Forget about pills Forget about drip Forget about b*tches Forget about licks Just worry about bills Worry about mills Worry bout how you gone feed yo children Worry about the friends in the group chat plotting on a back door Worried bout how they gone kill ya Yeah yeah yeah yeah Whomanitarian who Red yellow verde flowing all through my roots Whomanitarian Whomanitarian Who Whomanitarian Minds at a drag race Im at my own pace Work don't come laced Hundreds Blue Know that they herring me Fly as a bird Envelope carrier Dawg sh*t Mix of some terrier Our flow is scarier Tsunami terror bruh Our green is maryier Punani tear it up I am the man WHOMANITARIAN
Writer(s): Cory Wulfe, Weston Warncke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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