Lil Trash Can

Right, right, right, right, right
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These niggas motherfucking stupid, talking shit about me
Sounding like a little prick
Twist mob, half-dead, nigga
You’ll be in a box near death, jump in
Want their necks, cookie-cutter, fuck lookin' at 'em
Why am I doing this shit? Ayy
Fuck do I do in this bitch? Ayy
Why am I losing my shit? Ayy
I guess I’m used to the name, ayy
I guess I’m living and gaining
I guess their memory erasin'
We don’t even like none of they shit
I guess I’m used to the name, ayy
I guess I’m living and gaining
I guess their memory erasin'
We don’t even like none of they shit, lame shit
Lil' trash can, lil' trash can, lil' trash can
I’m tired of making routes
Lil' trash can, you a trash can, piss in a trash can, I piss in a trash can
You trash can, I piss in a trash can, you a trash can, you a trash can
Little fuckhead, little dickwad, little bitchy-made, yah