Mannyily - High school e-girls (unmodified, original) READ THE DESCRIPTION !!! скачать в хорошем качестве

Mannyily - High school e-girls (unmodified, original) READ THE DESCRIPTION !!!

SONG NOT MINE! this song was made by mannyily, im only posting for archiving purposes. in 2021 (i think?) i found this song randomly while scrolling thru my yt music, it instantly became my favorite, its catchy! the creator (mannyily) deleted this song, i think he thought it was bad? the original song practically vanished from the internet. i did some basic research, and found some random ahh website that let me download it. im posting this here because i want it archived, and also to be able to listen to this song again. manny dont kill me on everybodys soul but mine ts is a banger lyrics [Intro] What do you want from me? I'm not gonna get on fucking Minecraft You guys are so fucking loud, holy shit Ayy, ayy, yuh I gotta re-do the take Ayy, yuh, yuh, yuh I suck at rapping Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy [Verse 1] Okay like, high school thot at my school every day Pay her a penny to sit on my face I gave her some gum just to sit on my seat 'Cause I really don't want her thighs, you go away Your girl she a baddie, she really be hella fun You looking clueless, you looking so hella dumb Gave her my snap and now she is my number one Talking that shit, might pull up with a tommy gun Ayy, I'm simping hard bro I can't lie I cut the flesh just like Bill Nye Going so far, just like a kite I don't say shit because I'm shy Ayy, she is a freshman, her boyfriend like seventeen I'm going stupid like I'm snorting ketamine Bitch I'm so lazy, I might piss up on the seat They found my music, now they making fun of me [Chorus] Skipping class, for some ass Why the fuck, don't I ask? Let me suck, on yo' toes And then go, do the dash Like I'm sad, 'cause you bad My anxiety is wack Boutta pull up, on yo' block And proceed to play this trash, hoe [Verse 2] Manny got hoes, I thought high school, they wanted him If you talk shit, I'ma stomp you out in my Timbs I got a bag and I did it from music shit Boomers don't get that they say, then snap out of it Fuck you Manny Came up from nothing, now I'm at the top Fuck you then Dylan, go cry to your mom I'm making moves that y'all wish you could solve We be fucking shit up like I planted a bomb I just got a bag, I'm boutta blow it on the watch I got hella bitches tryna get up on my crotch We in the light switches, I got some bad bitches They all making sketches so give me some top Hit that beat harder like I am Saitama The beat is a punching bag, call it Rhianna I got your mom here and her name is Brianna I'm chomping the beat like a fucking piranha [Chorus] Skipping class, for some ass Why the fuck, don't I ask? Let me suck, on yo' toes And then go, do the dash Like I'm sad, 'cause you bad My anxiety is wack Boutta pull up, on yo' block And proceed to play this trash, hoe [Outro] Shout out to whoever's fucking idea this was, um Shout out to high school e-girls, those are cool too, um Damn did I drink all my fucking soda? Oh I did