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What will be left of me when I'm dead, there was nothing when I lived
And I have spoken with the demons, and the souls of the slaughtered,
and the weight of your soul will decide it's final resting place
She say "Do you rizz me?"
I tell her, "Only fanum"
I only love my skibidi, Ohio, I'm sorry
Fanum tax, I even got it tatted on me
Lil comfort I'ma wear it to the party
Looking skibidi
Tryna be as sigma 'cause I'm mewing
Yeah I'm from Ohio where they know me
I'ma keep on edging 'till I'm 40
Gyatt's plan, gyatt's plan
Can't keep edging on my own
See a gyatt and I'm like "woah"
I'm a rizzler yeah I know
Might go down to skibidi
Grimace shake is so yummy
Quandale dingle on the beat
Yeah, still
Adin Ross
Kai Cenat
Sticking out, sticking out, sticking out, sticking out, sticking out your gyatt for the rizzler
Ay