Sadzilla & Booty Gum — Industry Plant Lounge

Artist: → Booty Gum,Sadzilla

Sadzilla & Booty Gum — Industry Plant Lounge — lyrics

{verse 1: blake basic}
Oh my god
What the fuck is wrong?
So much going on
Hit the bong
Smokin’ on that strong
How i’m holdin’ on
When i’m gone
I’ll be livin’ long
Through my fucking songs
Sing along
As i right my wrongs
Oh my fucking god
Shut up
I don’t got no trust
Screaming “fuck love”
What’s up?
I’m filled with disgust
From these ugly sluts
Run up
It’s a 1v1
You’ll get cut up
Uh huh
If you fuck with us
Better tummy tuck

{verse 2: sadzilla}
Lets fucking go
Bitch i’m pressed
100,000 checks around my chest
Hit you next like i’m goldberg with a bullet proof vest
I fuck up yo bedroom
Pull out my zanpakto on yo bitch
Hit you with a 2×4 cause i do labor i’m legit

{verse 3: pinkii}
Make him “oh my goddd”
Till they kabedon
All this cash and i’m the only thing he spend it on
If u came with a waifu bitch
Bubblegum better pop that shit
Tomaranaize uchira wa too lit

{verse 4: digress}
Fuck this
I been feeling worthless
I been feeling worth it
Got a couple grand from the pen
Then i surface
Watch me as i pop out
Fake friends wanna talk now
Money on the line so i don’t wanna talk

{verse 5: rainingonroses}
I don’t give a fuck if you fuck wit me now
I got a bunch of fucking money
And i’m cashing it out
Your girl say omg when i’m pullin’ it out
It’s rainin’ roses all over her mouth

{verse 6: waltertherapper}
I’m a business man
Working off two pills don’t evеn give a damn
Get a plan or get lеft that’s right why you never listen then
I need the money the benjamins
I need a bitch on my lap
When i whip on the road
You catch me turning up burning up don’t give no fuck what you sayin you look like a hoe

{verse 7: lurk}
I don’t play no games boy
I’m the realest in the chat
If a pussy talkin’ shit
I bust this lip and swing the bat
Motherfuckers tryna talk me down
I’m not having that
69 m-f-ers on this track
And none of them are rats

{verse 8: vampires4hire}
Boo!
Stand out on the track just like i stand out in a room
Every time i rap i put the track into a tomb
Shorty think i’m hot wait till she sees me in the moon
If you’re tryna fly me out you better get your boy a broom

{verse 9: shy jnr}
Aussie escobar i run these lines like it’s some kokaine
Shout out to them girls hitting up my phone we running cell games
You say that you know me but your car ain’t in the same lane
I pull out the stops like magic cards just call me david blaine

{verse 10: b-train}
Speakers blaring
Fuck your sleep man i’m just tryna make a hit
It’s a school day? shit give a fuck about them kids
The party never stops throwing beer bottles at the fence
Got your 20 year old daughter out here showing me her tits
Haha

{verse 11: jupiluxe}
Fully strapped ain’t talking about no pistol
Watch your ass busy out here pegging all these hipsters
Took your bitch? yes! i heard that you missed her
I’m on edge, aiming at your head with a missile

{verse 12: potione}
I got waifu bitch on my dick
Hit the slow dro 2.0
Got the dank in my tank
Head shot on the zomb
Girls dancin’ on my song
Like to party all night, while i scream into the mic
Got the sniper, setting my sights

{verse 13: cxrvus}
Knowing fuck all about you but i’m still up for knife fight
I’m ready to derail your sanity turn on that night light
Your better not approach me coz i’m feral bitch, i might bite
I’m hoppin’ on that track you know that shit’s gon’ be a highlight

{verse 14: ian i-cee}
I-cee goin’ stupid like you ain’t used to
Come in with my girl and i leave with yours too
Out here with these cheat codes
Getting on some neat shows
Dms with some freak hoes
I’m not packin’ heat tho

{verse 15: kid carillo}
Doritos locos tacos
I be chillen with the vatos
I do not fuck with those broke hoes
I see you liking her photos
I be punching shit at night
If i see you talking to my bitch
We gunna fucking fight
Better unfollow her ass tonight

{verse 16: lil godd}
Fuck
I almost shit my pants
Yeah i got off the phone with the group chat
Then i took a poo
Aye fuckin with the tiktok
Aye when that shit pop?
Yuh
I been waitin’ everyday till i drop
Coz i don’t know when i will post
And he says “everyday…everyday…everyday”

{verse 17: downwxlf}
Bitches acting like they know me but the love is phony
Slice em up cut em up like a wandering ronin
Filling up all my cups with the blood that’s flowing
For the sins that you’ve done trust there’s no atonement

{verse 18: mobbs radical}
Feeling like ralph cause i wreck this
Too many necklace nigga you bout to regret this
My nigas we stain and we vanish how are defenses
Nigga a bitch call you raditz
Bullet to inverterbrae you ain’t walking you a stump
Fuck a tea it’s lemonade sipping in your hood we up

{verse 19: drugsta} sent
I’m a
Fucking ghost
Pull up make em fucking choke
Ba ba voom
Inside of your fucking skull
You a hoe
On my mama you a fuckin clone
Never slow
I’m a fucking motorboat

{verse 20: jackson rose} (looks more than 8 bars so i’m not sure what’s cut)
See, i am like a chandler, adam sandler
Don’t know when to shut it
Somehow i enchant her with my banter
Fuck it, guess i cut it
Now i hear you asking “who am i”?
Just another plant, i see you wanna rip me from the roots
But man, you’re not that guy
Ever seen a “halloween”?
You know how micheal myers be
I butcher up a fucking beat like haddonfield’s finest meat
Put em in a casket
Better yet: some acid
Decompose a body
Man, it’s turned into a habit
Mangle up a track like a goddamn savage
Makin no bags, but still living lavish

{verse 21: bootygum}
This beat’s out of this world, so i’m calling it a space jam
With the tune squad jerkin to anime with no hands
Hey girl
What’s your plans?
Do you gotta man?
Hey
I’m just tryna talk shut up about your only fans
Like lebron james with the cranberry sprite
Leave em on the ground knocked out like iron mike
Supreme, prada, off white
Going over those checks like
But i gotta keep up with the hype beasts
Fuck off, alright
I’m like curry for the three
Pull up
Splash
You’re ricky bobby you ain’t first your last
They hatin on me
I just laugh
Your girl wanna fuck i pull out and dash
These rappers don’t get it i’m the best no competition undefeated won’t stop winnin and that’s cold hard facts
I’m the best rapper living every single beat i’m killing is another rapper wasted
Face it bro
You’re mad

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