Correction Lyrics Batter Memories by Uncle Asher

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Ready?
Are you guys moving?
Yeah bro
Why?
It?s pretty f**ked, ay
Where to?
Like, Cooly
F**k off
I know, ay
As if!
I know
Why!

I keep batter memories
I got fatter MPCs
I got Kappa on my sleeve, yuh
Know that data's on my tea
And I?m counting all my Ps
But you know it?s always me, yuh

I got batter memories
I got fatter MPCs
I got Kappa on my sleeve, yuh
Know that data's on my tea
Yeah, I?m counting all my Ps
But you know I?m so motherf**king lonely

Honeys go and phone me
I hit my fade like a durag hit the Stokeley
I got my mum but I miss my f**king homie (Jo)
Not black, but no ones ever told me, yuh, ay
I?m just a wog
Thoughts thicker, yeah, than any f**king fog
And ever since the term I?ve been sicker than a dog
And ain?t no hooker love me but I keep my fishing rod
Yuh, yuh

(What, what, what?)

I be chilling with the team
All these diamonds, yeah, they gleaming
Imma hit you with the beam
In the studio we steaming
Smoke a thousand pounds of green (green!)
We like windex, way too clean, yeah
Soon we?ll be on big screens
You just be weak like my stream
I be tweaking
On the weekend
My d**k leaking
I been fiending
For some green and
I been dreaming
I been leaning, yuh

I got streamers
Keep it beaming
I?m an angel but my sister?s a little demon
And I?m wigging so hard off the motherf**king cid, dog
Gotta work, yeah, and get my f**king brick, squad
Little Blakey, yeah, you know you got a sh*t car
Subaru is the motherf**king sh*t, dog

Getting cash, you best believe
I just spent it on these jeans
Counting diamonds like I?m Steve, yuh
Rocking Reebok?s on my feet
Yeah, I do this for the cheese
Hit it once and had to leave, yuh

I got batter memories
I got fatter MPCs
I got Kappa on my sleeve, yuh
Know that data's on my tea
Yeah, counting all my Ps
But you know it?s always me, yuh

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