kurt cobain

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[Chorus] Feel like Kurt, feel like Kurt Cobain (Go!) Hop on mic, I got shit to say Bitch (Go!), these niggas in my way Bitch- Bitch, you niggas in my way Yeah, broke nigga get no pay, huh Broke nigga get no pay (What the fuck?) I get chips, no Frito Lay (-The fuck!) Fuck that bitch then text her, "K" Yeah, all these niggas fuckin' fake Why you lie to my face? Yeah-Yeah, she gon' give me face Yeah-Yeah, I got hella paper FN give you taper Racks up on the table [Verse] She wan' fuck, okay, cool My Rick smell like ashes, eugh Bitch, I'm high as fuck, stuck I'on got reactions Get that chеck in, then I cash it (Then I cash) Roll that wood, I'on pass it (Yeah) I'm with slimе, we catch a hat Flip that pack like acrobatic (Go) Huh, make you disappear like magic My twin countin' caskets (Go) Balenciaga on my mattress Yeah, I'm living lavish (Aye) Want my life, boy? You can't have it Dior bags, bad habits With my coupe, black matte it Lil' boy, yeah, I'm back at it (Yeah) [Chorus] Feel like Kurt, feel like Kurt Cobain (Go!) Hop on mic, I got shit to say Bitch (Go!), you niggas in my way Bitch- Bitch, these niggas in my way Yeah, broke nigga get no pay, huh Broke nigga get no pay (What the fuck?) I get chips, no Frito Lay (-The fuck!) Fuck that bitch then text her, "K" Yeah, all these niggas fuckin' fake Why you lie to my face? Yeah-Yeah, she gon' give me face Yeah-Yeah, I got hella paper FN give you taper Racks up on the table
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