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von Pac Div

Useless Songtext

Niggas is fartin′

Yeah, here's the, use the spray, nigga

I′m a tall ass nigga, 6'1, 160
Fresh out the pack like somebody just unzipped me
I'm with the crew so you know I got that skunk with me
I′m mashin′ kusher but you know there ain't no punk in me
Shout out to Twitter, I follow a bunch of dumb beezy′s

Figure if I wanna get her it'd be dumb easy
Send a direct message, "Hey baby, come see me"
I like my eggs scrambled, I like my girls easy
For now, ′til then I'mma let that money pile
Can′t wait for you to say that I been actin' funny style
Cause I'm a late bloomer, still growin′ like a tumor
You know a nigga made it when you′re hearin' gay rumors

Fuck the cop, the deputy, and the state trooper
I′m in the game for longevity, not a chain, stupid
Type of nigga that be ridin' in the rain, roofless
Told your man that he′s a lame and you the same


Useless
If I don't like it then that shit is useless
Talk is cheap, man, that shit is useless
You chasin′ hoes, man, that shit is useless
You tryin' to wife her, man, her pussy useless
Damn, man, that shit is useless
A couple grand but that shit is useless
Ain't talkin′ cash, man, that shit is useless
Say you the man but your shit is useless

Who I run, I toy around with the don dada

My man you a candy ass like a piñata

Don′t mean to be stereotypical
But everything that's comin′ out that stereo is typical and ritual

Niggas is habitual or possibly just a bitch

Now they toss the same old pitch and they tryna strike it rich
Gravity asked me why I must be so defiant
Cause hard work pays off and I'm that nigga′s best client
Got an online buzz, homie I am not reliant
Goofy rules to the game but homie I am not compliant

When I stomp with the big dogs, can't walk with the giants
Addin′ up my math, my nigga asked me what's the science
My frame of mind make sure that you're not in the picture
We′ll untag you, history will never ever miss you
See they call me basic, all that is is really bait
See I choke up on this mic and watch the game suffocate


I ain′t into dumb shit
Expect nothin' less out the niggas that I run with
I′m in the over 30 crowd, I'm subdued with my style
I don′t like it too loud

Don't be around me coonin′
I'll pistol whip a minstrel in the middle of the disco
I hate you teeth showin' niggas, I support my local riders
Keep goin′ my niggas
That′s a pass from the God
Grumpy ass old man, he'll blast your facade
You a phony, you less than a little homie
Type of nigga that get drunk and start cryin′ over his roomie

Everybody sluts
You let the motor mouth tramp put her fingers in your butt

Fuckin' weirdo perv
And you supposed to be a gangsta pimp, that′s your word?

Useless
If I don't like it then that shit is useless
Talk is cheap, man, that shit is useless
You chasin′ hoes, man, that shit is useless
You tryin' to wife her, man, her pussy useless
Damn, man, that shit is useless
A couple grand but that shit is useless
Ain't talkin′ cash, man, that shit is useless
Say you the man but your shit is useless

Do it how it′s supposed to be, now these girls notice me
Now I'm baggin′ chicks, I used to bag groceries
Used to rap locally, now we travel globally
All around the world off some shit I just wrote in three minutes
All truth, no pretendin'

And since you′re shallow I'mma go deep in it
These rap dudes is funny, boy, I′m peepin' it
Look, I fathered your style, you're all my dependent
Flow sick, need a free clinic, beast in it
Please quit it, murder the shit before the beat′s finished

Hang yourself, get the nooses
It′s leavin' explain myself excuses

She got your nose wide open
Sneeze and it feels like the door′s wide open
Seen her on Povich, showin' off ass cheek
Got the Beamer towed, and that was just last week
She got them fast feet, you tryin′ to get with her
She got you goin' out, you always get dinner
Say she from above, I say the bitch Hitler
She got the Laker game, but fuck with all the Clippers

And I bet she drank all the liquor
Every time we go out the bitch fallin′ quicker
Pain in the ass, shit that we call a splinter
Don't get mad when you see me and I call a nigga

Useless
If I don't like it then that shit is useless
Talk is cheap, man, that shit is useless
You chasin′ hoes, man, that shit is useless
You tryin′ to wife her, man, her pussy useless
Damn, man, that shit is useless
A couple grand but that shit is useless
Ain't talkin′ cash, man, that shit is useless
Say you the man but your shit is useless

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